One By One I Drowned All The

In A Coma, You Don't Dream, You Just Hope That Someone Sits With You.

My Head's A Carousel Of Pictures And The Spinning Never Stops.

The One Recurring Theme In My Writing, And In My Life In General, Is Confusion. The Fact That Anytime You Think You Really Know Something, You're Going To Find Out You're Wrong - That Is The Rule. The Moments Where You Think You Have Something Figured Out, Those Are The Exceptions.

It's Always The Negative Things That Seep Through Into Your Consciousness. Most Of The Positive Things Just Roll Off Real Fast. I Just Try Not To Pay Attention To It, Because I've Never Read Anything About My Band That's Accurate.

The Way My Life's Structured, I Don't Stay In A Place For More Than A Couple Months.