I Wanna Be Your Happiness. I Wanna

Little Soldier, Little Insect You Know War It Has No Heart It Will Kill You In The Sunshine Or Happily In The The Dark Where Kindness Is A Card Game Or A Bent Up Cigarette In The Trenches, In The Hard Rain With A Bullet And A Bet.

Love's An Excuse To Get Hurt.

So I Wait For The Day When I'll Hear The Key As It Turns In The Lock And The Guard Will Say To Me, "oh My Patient Prisoner You Waited For This Day And Finally, You Are Free! You Are Free! You Are Free!

Hip-hop Music Has Done A Very Good Job Of Maintaining The Political Context, Where They Stand And Not Giving A Sh-t What People Think.

I Always Embrace The Worst-case Scenario.