Dreams Last So Long, Even

My Second Record I Used A Producer, Which Was Frustrating In A Way, Because I Think A Lot Of The Punky Spirit And Provocative Nature Of The Lyrics Didn't Come Across - The Music Was Pretty.

No Longer Lend Your Strength To That Which You Wish To Be Free From.

We'll Fight, Not Out Of Spite For Someone Must Stand Up For What's Right 'cause Where There's A Man Who Has No Voice There Ours Shall Go Singing My Hands Are Small I Know But They're Not Yours, They Are My Own But They're Not Yours, They Are My Own I Am Never Broken In The End Only Kindness Matters In The End Only Kindness Matters

Like Every Girl, I Felt Amazing Pressure To Look Like The Popular Girls, But No One Told Me The Popular Girls Were All Air Brushed In Magazines.

I've Always Been A Workhorse.