PAPER CUTS

アーティストNirvana
作詞Kurdt Cobain
作曲Kurdt Cobain
When my feeding time
She push food through the door
And I crawl towards the cracks of light
Sometimes I can't find my way
Newspapers spread around
Soaking all that they can
A cleaning is due again
A good hosing down

The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twitch and masturbate

I said so
Nirvana

Black windows are paint
I scratch with my nails

I see others just like me
Why do they not try escape?
They bring out the older ones
They point in my way
They come with a flash of light
And take my family away

And very later I have learned to
Accept some friends of ridicule
My whole existence was for your amusement
And that is why I'm here with you

To take
Me with
You're eyes
Nirvana

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