a rolling stone gathers no moss
I wouldn’t mind dying in a plane crash. It’d be a good way to go.
My future starts when I wake up every morning.
If you sacrifice your art because of some woman, or some man, or for some color, or for some wealth, you can’t be trusted.
The star looks good in a pink suit
How wonderful life is while you’re in the world
The broken-hearted people Living in the world agree
After Breaking The Guitar
Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai Ai Aitai
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Then you begin to make it better
Oh, I believe in yesterday