Be Original; Don't Be Scared Of Being

I Want To Make The Songs Good. I Think This Is My Main Focus.

When My Hair's All But Gone And My Memory Fades And The Crowds Don't Remember My Name When My Hands Don't Play The Strings The Same Way I Know You Will Still Love Me The Same.

Without You To Hold I'll Be Freezing.

I Really Don't Know What's Good Or Bad Art Because All The Art I Like People Tell Me Is Tasteless.

I've Fallen For Your Eyes, But They Don't Know Me Yet