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When The World Becomes A Massive Mess With Nobody At The Helm, It's Time For Artists To Make Their Mark.

Do You See How You Hurt Me, Baby? So I Hurt You Too. Then We Both Get So Blue. I Am On A Lonely Road And I Am Traveling, Looking For The Key To Set Me Free.

Heaven's Full Of Astronauts And The Lord's On Death Row.

Oh, I Am A Lonely Painter / I Live In A Box Of Paints.

Buddy Holly And The Early Rock 'n' Roll Was No Lighter Than The Way I Play. It's Very Minimal.