“We are only as sick as our secrets.”
“We are not bad people, but sick people.”
“I am responsible for the effort, not the outcome.”
And for some reason all Tori Amos lyrics feel oddly applicable but not directly. Maybe it’s just me, but “Sometimes you’re nothing but meat.” Or “I cut my hands up every time I touch you.” Or “Hey, my sweet thing in a straight jacket going down…” It all makes me contemplate my sobriety or how it versus my addiction causes me to relate to myself or the people around me, or life in general. Fiona Apple hadda a good one about not blaming a shark when you were the one waving around a bleeding open wound. I don’t know how it relates but I feel like it does. God, glad I focus on metal music from male artists because my females fuck with my head.