Nobody Panics When Things Go “according To

Want Know How I Got These Scars? My Father Was A Drinker And A Fiend. And One Night He Goes Off Crazier Than Usual. Mommy Gets The Kitchen Knife To Defend Herself. He Doesn't Like That. Not One Bit. So, Me Watching, He Takes The Knife To Her, Laughing While He Does It. He Turns To Me, And He Says, 'why So Serious?' He Comes At Me With The Knife. 'why So Serious?!'. He Sticks The Blade In My Mouth. 'let's Put A Smile On That Face!' And Why So Serious?

I'm Sure Drugs And Alcohol Perhaps Would Inspire New Thoughts, But It's Certainly Not Something That I Use As A Tool Or A Mechanism To Create.

Some People Just Wanna See The World Burn

My Mom And My Dad Never Pushed Me Into Performing. They Never Prohibited Me From Trying Anything, Or Being Anything. They Never Restricted Me In Any Way. For Which I'll Be Forever Grateful.

I've Never Had High Expectations Of My Work And I Certainly Am Not Going To Let That Plague My Thoughts. I'm Just Going To Continue To Choose What Feels Right For Me At The Time And Go With It.