The river was always there inside of me, but I was very shy. I could see that this was my path. I felt destiny in my own music.

The flower has opened, has been in the sun and is unafraid. I'm taking more chances; I'm bold and proud.

The monsters are in your own head

Hitler's brothers are on the rise, they're wearing everyday disguises.

You make me feel like a candy apple, red and horny.

I don't like to sit and bask in my own awards. Awards represent artistic death to me.

I'm glad I made a piece of art that can be interpreted so widely. Art is always interpreted subjectively