I Realized That I Started Writing Songs

We Are The Things And Shapes To Come, Your Freedom's Not Free Of Dumb.

This Isn't A Mob, Won't Need To Change The Names. Everyone Around You Has Murdered Someone, Something Sacred. There Isn't One Nail Without Dirt Under It. There Isn't Any White Cotton Panties That Aren't Soaked And Stained Red. It's Better To Push Something When It's Slipping, Than To Risk Being Dragged Down.

I Don't Like The Drugs, But The Drugs Like Me.

Law Is Only What Is Popular. Not What's Right Or Wrong.

I Think That's All A Form Of Wanting To Let Go, Of Wanting To Get Out... It's Not Something Easily Described Or Understood.