Surviving, that's my plan.

Taken everything I've got, all I've got's this sunny afternoon.

The intellectual controls the spiritual, the animal respects the natural.

To the field we are scattered from the day we are born to grow wild and sleep rough til from the earth we are torn.

Hate builds up from the childhood when your world was a slum, but you haven't got the right to blow it to kingdom come.

A restless spirit who can't reach his goal, can't find a home until I've found my soul.

It's never too late to get a new design, and if you wanna compete you gotta visualize.

Goods gone bad, but right is wrong, and I don't know which side I'm on lately.

Before you condemn me my friends, I suggest you look deep inside you. For good and evil exists in us all.