Music chose me, not the other way around.

There's a clock on the wall and it's measuring downThe time you have left til you're dust on the groundThe people you love with the time that you've gotDetermine if you are rememebered or not v i v a l ' a m o u r.

99 bottles of Vicodin...

Dreaming is not enough. You have to go a step further and use your imagination to visualize, with intent! Forget everything you've ever been taught, and believe it will happen, just as you imagined it. That is the secret. That is the mystery of life.

Build up your creditBuild up your self esteemBuild up your bank accountMoving up in the sceneEveryone's living the American Dream so we canBuild up an armyAnd SMASH it to pieces!

Making music to me is so much more important than being a star. If I could choose whether to be very famous right now or respected and understood a hundred years after I die, I'd choose the second option.

I've learned a great deal about music through my experiences. I've learned of its sanctity. Of its holiness. I've learned that music is a very powerful force, not to be trivialized or watered down or maufactured into soul-less, mindless drivel. Selling out to the corporate butcher would secure me a nice little place in hell, I knew. So I determined early on to make it on my own.

No matter what, ALWAYS BELIEVE IN YOURSELF. Any doubts must be put out of your mind. If you find yourself thinking something negative, figure out who it was who put that thought in your head... then acknowledge that it's not your thought, push it out of your mind, and say, "I'm awesome!"