“My brother had written ‘Ocean Eyes,’ and we recorded it, basing all of the production around contemporary and lyrical dance.”

I have so many designs and video ideas and lyrics in my head, so I always try to be productive.

I always want to create and do things, or draw.

There are alway going to be bad things. But you can write it down and make a song out of it.

Lyrics are so important, but they’re really underrated.

There are people who are afraid of successful women, and that’s so lame.

When I write, I try to become different characters.

I think of most songs that way – if you can’t dance to a song, it’s not a song.

I don’t want people at my shows to come out and say, ‘I just saw a cool show.’ I want them to say, ‘I had fun at the show.’

Beyonce and Rihanna Dance really cool.

The word ‘artist’ means so many different things, and I feel like to be a real one, you really have to do it all.

It’s rare for anyone to value the opinions of a teenage girl.

I work with my brother Finneas, and he produces all of my music in his little bedroom in our house.

I’ve always been a singer. I never really decided I was gonna be a singer. It just kind of – I just sung a lot.

I go through a lot of depression, and I know other people do, too, but I have an outlet that so many people don’t.

If I love you was a promise, would you break it if you’re honest?

What inspires me about rap is that it’s written in an almost poetic way. I just think it’s so cool.

She won’t be that song you dance to, She’s that lyric you can’t get out of your head.

I’ve never heard anyone sing my lyrics with me while I perform so I think every song is going to be special because of that.

It’s starts with a story, then the music, Melody and lyrics last.

Celebration went after music. And music wanted to date pain. But pain fell in love with lyrics.

I’m a lyric man – I’m always looking for meaningful songs.

I spoke to myself in lyrics and sugar coated words. A melody of lies and symphonies to soften the blow of how i really felt. I licked at the tender taste and fell into a cacophony within my skin. Would this ever end? This denial of feelings?

It covers me like the embrace of the sky. Like a closed one bidding goodbye. Like those smeared memories and lyrics of a melancholy song, Home, Home is what I long for.

“Small Voice” is a deeply personal song I wrote the lyrics and music for.