No Matter How Rough Things Can Be

I Don't Need Music For The Good Times. I Don't Have That Kind Of Need. Music Doesn't Serve Me Like That.

I'm A Liar. I'll Rip Your Mind Up. I'll Burn Your Soul, I'll Turn You In To Me.

It Is Impossible, After A Certain Point, To Go Back To A Previous Way Of Life, A Previous Way Of Thinking.

The More I Learn About Mr. Romney, The Less There Is To Admire.

Please Don't Think That I Am One Of Those Squishy Types Who Can't Handle Reality. I Have Plenty Of Real-world Things To Deal With All The Time. I Have Deadlines, Meetings, I Answer The Phone, I Get Turned Down, I Wait In Lines And Am Forced To Pass For Normal All The Time.