I'm Accepting I'm Not Living

I Am Not The Person Who Is Singing I Am The Silent One Inside. . . . I Am Not My House, My Car, My Songs They Are Only Stops Along My Way. . . .

I Wore Nietzsche's Eyes. Now That I Step Back To See, I Haven't Been Me.

I'm Glad I Made A Piece Of Art That Can Be Interpreted So Widely. Art Is Always Interpreted Subjectively

But Looking Back, The Fact Was That I Had A Couple Of Big Hits Too Quickly And It Was Simply Too Much For An Introvert Like Me To Handle.

I'm A Songwriter Who's Put My Childhood Memories And Teenage Angst Into Songs.