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People Want To See Musicians Sing Things That Come From Their Own Mind And Own Heart In Real Time, Responding To The Moment For Them.

Might Be A Quarter Life Crisis, Just Disturbin' In My Soul.

You Get To A Certain Age Where You Prepare Yourself For Happiness. Sometimes You Never Remember To Actually Get Happy.

If I Wake Up In The Morning And I Don't Want To Get You A Coffee Or If I Don't See You For A Week And I Don't Want To Go Figure Out Something To Fedex You, Then We've Got A Problem. You Can Fake The Words I Miss You, But You Can't Fake Getting Someone A Book.

I Have These Accidents, These Mistakes, These Self-inflicted Wounds, And Then I Tear My Head To Shreds About It For Days.