Artists Aren't Really People. And I'm Actually

I Have Forgiven Jesus For All Of The Love He Placed In Me, When There's No One I Can Turn To With This Love.

Close Your Eyes, And Think Of Someone You Physically Admire, And Let Me Kiss You.

If Met Vic Reeves, I'd Have No Desire Other Than To Smack Him In The Face.

It's So Shameful Of Me: I Like You.

Don't Leave It All Unsaid, Somewhere In The Wasteland Of Your Head.