How was I conceived? Was it love, was I meant, or was I just an accident?
I'm not cheap, you understand, I'm just a cut price person in a low budget land.
In your heart there is innocence waiting to be free.
Take a look around, there are misfits everywhere.
What are we living for? Two roomed apartment on the second floor?
Standing in the middle of nowhere, wondering how to begin. Lost between tomorrow and yesterday, between now and then.