Suicides Have A Special Language.

[i] Have Fantasies Of Killing Myself And Thus Being The Powerful One Not The Powerless One.

What's Missing Is The Eyeballs In Each Of Us, But It Doesn't Matter Because You've Got The Bucks, The Bucks, The Bucks.

Life Is A Trick, Life Is A Kitten In A Sack.

My Heart Is On A Budget. It Keeps Me On The Brink.

Put Your Ear Down Close To Your Soul And Listen Hard.