I’m like a man who’s been half-asleep all his life, trying to find out what he was like before he woke up.
I need to rebel against myself.
I’m a frozen steak thrown in a burning pan: I don’t feel anything, but it’s still painful.
I'm so happy. Cause today I found my friends.
They're in my head. I'm so ugly. But that's ok.
'Cause so are you. We've broke our mirrors.