I'm absolutely terrified that people can get into cars. It's like the car is a face, and the headlight is eyes, and when you open the car door it's like you're climbing into the ears. (I cannot) be inside a giant rolling robot head.

I'll drown my beliefs. To have you be in peace.

I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.

You are my centre when I spin away.

Metaphorically I am made of chairs. It's a metaphor though. That means I am not actually made of the chairs.

I ultimately decided that I couldn't beat it more than three times a day, (I) was just too drained and chapped. That's what Radiohead is about. You're just drained and chapped, down there.

Our merchandised may be over priced, but I think it's reasonable considering I only want more money.