The problem isn’t with rock lyrics, it’s
with the fabric of this society itself.

“How many times would I throw this away before I realized it was what I had been…”

“There's a problem with wounded birds. Either they fly away from you one day, or…”

“Is it really worth dying for the person you love?”

“If his voice hasn't been the melody of my life, it's been the bass line, so sub…”