Rush To Danger; Wind Up

I Don't Iron Anything. Never Have And Never Will.

Boot The Grime Of This World In The Crotch Dear.

Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me. No Hope, No Harm; Just Another False Alarm.

Hold On To Your Friends. Resist - Or Move On Be Mad, Be Rash Smoke And Explode Sell All Of Your Clothes Just Bear In Mind: There Just Might Come A Time When You Need Some Friends

I'm Tired Again, I've Tried Again, And Now My Heart Is Full. And I Just Can't Explain...so I Won't Even Try To.