My Own Thing Is In

My Own Thing Is In My Head. I Hear Sounds And If I Don't Get Them Together Nobody Else Will.

You Know I'll Kiss You For My Supper. Yeah, You Know I'll Kiss You For My Dinner, Baby.

The Way I Write Things, I Just Write Them With A Clash Between Reality And Fantasy Mostly. You Have To Use Fantasy To Show Different Sides Of Reality; It's How It Can Bend.

After Awhile, Your, Your Cheap Talk Don't Even Cause Me Pain, So Let Your Bullets Fly Like Rain.

Knowledge Is Speaking, Wisdom Is Listening