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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