I'm Tearing Down Route 80 East, The

People Can Vote For Who Ever They Want. That Doesn't Mean I Have To Go Near Them.

Speaking In A Common Tongue, Speaking Through Guitars And Drums.

The Sickness Of The Mother Runs On Through The Girl, Leaving Her Small And Helpless. Liquor Flies Through Her Brain With The Force Of A Gun, Leaving Her Running In Circles.

The Only Thing Constantly Changing Is Change, And Change Is Always Changing For The Worse.

Jealousy Endlessly Eats Through My Mind, And Jealously Endlessly Makes Me Be Unkind.