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I Use God In My Songs A Lot But I Don't Have A Relationship. I Don't Know What That Means.

Excuse Me Please, One More Drink Could You Make It Strong Cause I Don't Need To Think She Broke My Heart, My Grace Is Gone One More Drink And I'll Move On.

What In The World Would I Sing For If I Had It All?

When You Can No Longer Differentiate Between The Insanity Spewed Onto The Blank Page, And The Madness Evident In The All-but Shattered Mirror...that's When You Know You're Doing It Right.

We Have To Be Active About Kindness And About Peace. I've Always Fantasized That It Would Be Great If There Was A Department Of Peace.