humble raze he stole my name without knowing it was mine. started calling himself humble john when humility is something he'll never know. each mole on his face is a hissing star. connect the dots and they'll draw you a map that leads nowhere. it took me some time, but i worked out why i can't stand the sound of his voice. he sings like an even more full of himself adam levine. he left his book of lyrics here once. i got to eavesdrop on his songwriting process. it was all about ripping open the scars of strangers and drinking their blood. that's the worst kind of vampire there is. at least my nectar is my own, even if i have no more songs to sing. 230205 what's it to you? who go blather from