Amidst All Of These Flashing Lights I

I Don't Want The 5 Dollars In Your Pocket, I Want Your Soul

For All My Love Little Monsters I Am Your Mom You Are My Child In My Hand I Protect You Like My Eyes But Dont Worry Ill Cacth You If You Fall.

It's Sort Of Like My Past Is An Unfinished Painting, And As The Artist Of That Painting, I Must Fill In All The Ugly Holes And Make It Beautiful Again.

I Was Changing My Outfits, My Looks, My Wig, Sometimes Several Times A Day. That's When I Know My Soul Is Restless.

I'm A Little Bit Naked, But That's Okay.