I Use To Live In

If I Live By Illusions, You Live By Excuses.

I Didn't Know It Was Anger Until They Told Me That It Was, Like With Destruction And All That. But I Believe Everybody Should Have Like A Room Where They Can Get Rid Of All Their Releases, Where They Can Do Their Releases At. So My Room Is A Stage.

A Broom Is Drearily Sweeping Up The Broken Pieces Of Yesterday's Life.

When Things Get Too Heavy, Just Call Me Helium, The Lightest Known Gas To Man.

Manic Depression Is A Frustratin' Mess.