I got nothin' to hide, nothin' to keep hidden, just want to get rid of the pain, just to be ridden.

A steel knife severs at my heart. It's tough to breathe, but I fight, I fight anyhow, for there is no way that I'd want to give up now.

My heart burns, and my heart aches, there's only so much it takes. I wonder if its pieces could be built back, so that it could be built right back on track.

I feel sometimes as though everybody is out to get me, yet then again there goes me nearly losin' my sanity.

I feel as if I could sing and hear music forever. Possibly that's a reason why I feel so lonely most of all the time.

The more that we judge one another, the less time we've got to love in this world.