You're Already The Voice Inside My Head.

>this heart ache. this fist clenching the heart, it's impossile to bear.

We Float Away On Silvery Sleds Perfecting My Useless Charms

i dont care whether you're in charge of welfare.
i dont care whether i'll get into trouble.
that was who i am. and asking me to change is asking me to take away my passion.
and i'll never do it.
i'll never bow down to an old fogey like you who wants change because you're afraid for your son.
afraid about the retribution that he's gonna get in place of you.
stupid old fuck.

In My Arms Don't Take Anything Away

hark how the heart sings.