There Are More Than Enough

Don't Talk To Me About People Who Are 'nice' Cause I Have Spent My Whole Life In Ruins Because Of People Who Are 'nice'.

I Am Stuck In The Dream Of An Album That Sells Well Not Because Of Marketing, But Because People Like The Songs.

For The First Time In My Life The Eternal 'i' Becomes 'we', As, Finally, I Can Get On With Someone.

I Find That It Isn't Wise To Attempt To Judge People On Their Public Persona, And Even On The Music They Make. Because I've Met So Many People Whose Music I Cannot Stand, And They're Very Nice. At The Same Time, I've Met People Whose Music I've Loved, And They're Not The Person You've Invested All This Emotion In.

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