“She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak, I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks.”

If my eyes could show my soul,everyone would cry when they saw me smile.

I’m not mad. I’m in a perfectly happy mood, you asshole.

Life isn’t nearly as sacred as the appreciation of passion.

I use bits and pieces of others personalities to form my own.

Music is energy. A mood, atmosphere. Feeling.

If it’s illegal to rock and roll, then throw my ass in jail.

Forever in debt to your priceless advice.

All in all is all we are.

No True Talent is fully organic.

I am not well read, but when I do read, I read well.

Nobody dies a virgin. Life fucks us all.

Music is energy. A mood, atmosphere. Feeling.

Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you.

It’s better to burn out than to fade away.

We’re so trendy we can’t even escape ourselves.

If you die you’re completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on.