A teacher once told me I was the mistress of self reinvention. It's like having a secret and nobody but me knows I'm doing it.
I know, I know. It's okay. My love is not fragile.
What did you expect, an exploding pen?
A teacher once told me I was the mistress of self reinvention. It's like having a secret and nobody but me knows I'm doing it.
...and in our darkest hour, before my final rhyme, she will come back home to wonderland, and turn back the hands of time.
Do you realise how many events and choices that had to occur since the birth of the universe, leading to the making of you just exactly the way you are?
I know, I know. It's okay. My love is not fragile.
Music is essentially twelve notes between any octave. Twelve notes and the octave repeats. It's the same story told over and over.
I should have a codename. Bond. Hydrogen Bond.
I keep the emotions real.
I had another family, a mother, a brother. I could still see their faces.
I know you play like you're the meanest in the heart but actually you're the most scared of all.
I suffer from short term memory loss. It runs in my family. At least I think it does.