Auch / Too Lustiges / Funny Sagen / Say Startet / Starts Stoppt / Stops Weit / Far Woher / Where
Mama tried to save us from the streets, but the streets were too strong.
Sometimes it's hard to tell where your instincts start and your baggage stops.
I usually start with a lyric and see where that takes me.
They say that I'm stubborn, and my wife says that, too, but it's paid off so far.
If we are to put the past on trial, where do we stop?
I have no point in my system or morals where I say, 'This is too far.'
I've always had this thing where I can't stop. I hate standing still.
Light is the task where many share the toil.
I had underwear thrown on stage that said 'Gokey' on the back... all glittery! It was grandma-underwear, too.
