I Don't Mind A Dirty Girl. But

There Are Enough Scary Rock & Roll Mothers In The World.

These Precious Things, Let Them Bleed.

So Close To Touching Freedom, Then I Hear The Guards Call My Name

Get Off The Cross, We Need The Wood.

I Usually Get Myself Into Situations That Cause Sparks. I Mean I'm A Girl That Likes The Storms. I Love Feeling Alive, I Love Walking Out In The Cold In My Bare Feet And Feeling The Ice On My Toes.