I don't like nostalgia unless it's mine.

I don't believe in dressing up reality. I don't believe in using makeup to make things look smoother.

I tried to give up drugs by drinking.

What could there be more purely bright in truth's day star?

When you think the night has seen your mind, That inside your twisted and unkind, Let me stand to show that you are blind. Please put down you hands cause I see you. I'll be you mirror.

The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl, leaving her small and helpless. Liquor flies through her brain with the force of a gun, leaving her running in circles.

I want the principles of a timeless muse, I want to eradicate my negative views.