I Lost Myself To Music At A

So The Life I Have Made May Seem Wrong To You But, I've Never Been Surer It's My Life To Ruin My Own Way.

I Could Only Tolerate An Afternoon If I Took A Triple Amount Of The Stated Dose Of Valium Prescribed By My Gp (who Would Soon Take His Own Life).

I Am Hated For Loving. I Am Haunted For Wanting.

The Internet Has Obviously Wiped Music Off The Human Map - Killed The Record Shop, And Killed The Patience Of Labels Who Consider Debut Sales Of 300,000 To Not Be Good Enough.

Not Everybody Is Absolutely Stupid. Why On Earth Would I Be Racist, What Would I Be Trying To Achieve?