What Other People Think Of Me Is

Life Is A Velvet Crowbar Hitting You Over The Head, Youre Bleeding Syrup Amour, Bleeding To Death.

My Understanding Of God Has Come From My Own Personal Experiences. Because I Was In Trouble So Many Times In New York That If You Were Me, You Would Believe In God Too.

Dark And Lonely. I Need Somebody To Hold Me

Every Now And Then The Stars Align, Boy And Girl Meet By The Great Design, Could It Be That You And Me Are The Lucky Ones? Everybody Told Me Love Was Blind, Then I Saw Your Face And You Blew My Mind, Finally You And Me Are The Lucky Ones, This Time

When I Found Somebody Who I Fell In Love With, It Made Me Feel Different Than I Felt The Rest Of The Day. It Was Electrifying.