People want to tear me down, they were going to knife me anyway.
There is a strong possibility I will release another volume of ARTPOP and I'm really hoping that it's soon.
My apartment is my stage, and my bedroom is my stage - they're just not stages you're allowed to see.
Knowing that I inspired SAM SMITH is one of the most powerful experiences I've had as an artist. I was Sam. I still am Sam.
In a sense I portray myself in a very androgynous way, and I love androgyny.
You think I'm going to ask these sweet 14 year olds to ask their parents to buy a $100 ticket then run around in latex and lip sync? No way.
Amidst all of these flashing lights I pray the fame won't take my life.
I think it's absolutely a blessing when you just know what your purpose is and your destiny. I don't think it's a curse at all.
I used to be so delusional. I always imagined I could be more than I was, and eventually I grew and evolved into that person.
The only big things I've purchased are my dad's heart valve and a Rolls-Royce for my parents, for their anniversary. And that was only because my dad had a Lady Gaga license plate on our old car and it was making me crazy because he was getting followed everywhere, so I bought him a new car.
I am the excuse to explore your identity. To be exactly who you are and to feel unafraid. To not judge yourself, to not hate yourself.
I think there are different kinds of fame. There's fame which is plastic and about paparazzi and money and being rich, and then there's the fame, which is when no one knows who you are but everyone wants to know who you are.
Watch very closely as the magical angel and I are swallowed by the rainbow twister, and left stranded on the glitter way.
I was called really horrible, profane names very loudly in front of huge crowds of people, and my schoolwork suffered at one point.
There's something about lonely nights and my lipstick on your face.
Tonight love and hate met in St. Louis. And love outnumbered the hate, in poetic thousands. Hate left. But love stayed. + Together, we sang.
My new album that I'm creating, which is finished pretty much, was written with this new instinctual energy that I've developed getting to know my fans. They protect me, so now it's my destiny to protect them.
I just am committed wholeheartedly to theatre with no intermission.
I remember watching the mascara tears flood the ivories and I thought, "It's OK to be sad." I've been trained to love my darkness.
The blurring of fantasy and reality is something that the Japanese herald in their life, in their day-to-day commercialism.
