lunes, 31 de marzo de 2008

KURT D. COBAIN


Gun gun, son of a gun you're the only one
Kiss kiss molly's lips
I must have died a long long time ago
What should i say? Everyone is gay
I think 'im dumb, maybe just happy
Sell the kids for food
Rape me my friend, do it and do it again
I'm so happy 'cause today i've found my friends, they're in my head
I wish i could eat your cancer when you turn back
Take your time, hurry up
After dinner i had ice-cream, watch t.v and fall asleep i woke in my mother's arms
I found it hard, it's hard to find, oh well, whatever, nevermind
She should have been a son
Never speak a word again
But i can't see you every night, free
i love myself better than you, i know it's wrong so what should i do?
something in the way mmm something in the way
monkey say monkey do
i'll arrest myself
one baby to another says i'm lucky to met you
dirty wings, dirty wings, cut yourself
we can plant a house, we can build a tree
where do bad folks go when they die?
if i had to touch feelings...
see all up there, but don't be scared
'' c'mon people now, smell on your brother
and try to love one another righ now "

(te amo increiblemente)

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