There was a band playing in my head, And I felt like getting high
Lust comes creeping through the night to feed on hearts of suburban wives who learned to pretend when they met their dreams end.
Faith is not reason's labour, but repose.
Crazy friends provide for crazy times, and such crazy times we're had.
It's easy to get buried in the past when you try to make a good thing last.
No one has the answers, but one thing is true. You got to turn on evil, when its coming after you.