The Only Way Out Is To Go

It's About Realizing, Painfully, You've Kept That Voice Inside Yourself, Locked Away From Even Yourself. And You Step Back And See That Your Jailer Has Changed Faces. You Realize You've Become Your Own Jailer.

Anyone Who Doesn't Belive In Faeries, Isn't Worth Knowing.

So Then I Though I'd Make Some Plans, But Fire Thought She'd Really Rather Be Water Instead.

I Use Innocence In My Demeanor Like A Venus Flytrap.

So, You Can Make Me Come, That Doesn't Make You Jesus.