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| When i'm feeling tired She pushed food through the door I crawl towards the crest of light Sometimes i can't find my way Newspapers spread around Soaking all that they can Another clean is due A good hosing down The lady whom i feel maternal for Cannot look me in the eyes But i can see hers and they are blue But cock and twist and masturbate I said so (x3) Nirvana (x6) Black windows of paint I scratch with my nails I see others just like me Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the older ones They point in my way They come in a flash of light And take my family away And lately i've learned to Accept some friends of ridicule My whole existence is for your amusement And that's why im here with you Meet me You are right Nirvana (x7) |
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