I Write My Own Songs. I Made

When Things Get Bad Enough, Your Only Resort Is To Lie In Bed And Start Praying.

They Judge Me Like A Picture Book, By The Colors, Like They Forgot To Read.

I Have Taken Taking My Music To Labels For Years, And Everyone Just Thought It Was Creepy. They Thought The Images With The Music Were Weird And Verging On Psychotic.

And I Really Have Done Everything That I Said I Did Do. The Rest Is Just A Story That Somebody Else Made Up.

Bad Things Happen Everyday But You're Not Going To Be Any Happier Thinking About Them. So I Don't Think About Them.