Life Itself Is Not The

Bullfighting Can Be An Art Boxing Can Be An Art Loving Can Be An Art Opening A Can Of Sardines Can Be An Art

I Often Stood In Front Of The Mirror Alone, Wondering How Ugly A Person Could Get.

Be It Peace Or Happiness Let It Enfold You

My Ambition Is Handicapped By Laziness

The Impossibility Of Being Human All Too Human This Breathing In And Out Out And In These Punks These Cowards These Champions These Mad Dogs Of Glory Moving This Little Bit Of Light Toward Us Impossibly.