Music Makes The People Come Together.

Cosmic Systems Intertwine, Astral Bodies Drip Like Wine, All Of Nature Ebbs And Flows. Comets Shoot Across The Sky, Can't Explain The Reasons Why, This Is How Creation Goes.

Sometimes I Look Back At Myself And Remember Things I Used To Say, Or My Hairstyle, And I Cringe.

The Next Time You Want Pussy, Just Look In The Mirror Baby

Hollywood, How Can It Hurt You When It Looks So Good?

To Me, The Whole Process Of Being A Brush Stroke In Someone Else's Painting Is A Little Difficult