Writhe And Sway To Music's

Research, Research, Research. It Means Everything.

The Baby Sits In Front Of Mtv Watching Violent Fantasies, While Dad Guzzles Beer With His Favorite Sport Only To Find His Heroes All Coked Up.

When You Pass Through The Fire, You Pass Through Humble.

I've Made Love To My Mother, Killed My Father, And My Brother. What Am I To Do?

Rock & Roll Is So Great, People Should Start Dying For It. You Don't Understand. The Music Gave You Back Your Beat So You Could Dream...the People Just Have To Die For The Music. People Are Dying For Everything Else, So Why Not For Music? Die For It. Isn't It Pretty? Wouldn't You Die For Something Pretty?