You Do Things So Fast, You End

In The Land Of God's And Monsters, I Was An Angel Looking To Get F-ked Hard.

Money Is The Anthem, Of Succes, So Put On Your Mascara And Your Party Dress

My Songs Are Cinematic So They Seem To Reference A Glamorous Era Or Fetishize Certain Lifestyles, But That's Not My Aim.

Mary Prays The Rosary For My Broken Mind.

I Once Had A Dreams Of Becoming A Beautiful Poet, But Upon An Unfortunate Series Of Events Some Of Those Dreams Dashed And Divided Like A Million Stars In The Night Sky That I Wished On Over And Over Again, Sparkling And Broken. But I Didn't Really Mind, Because I Knew That It Takes Getting Everything You Ever Wanted, And Then Losing It To Know What True Freedom Is.