To Boddah
Yeah...
I'm speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton
Whose images have emasculated down to a pitied kid
Fingers fidgeting over my wounds that I'm digging in
Sober my truth, over in youth but still ignorant
Life-styles I'm living right now is stealing my innocence
Slowly losing my smile and every bit of my diligence
Doubts got me down I don't know how to extinguish it
I should be fucking proud this is not how I envisioned it
If you're trying to put logic in this, you're not listening
There's nothing logical about my passion slowly killing me
Can't deal with the fact that music no longer appeals to me
It's not fair to me or you that I do it unwillingly
Dealing with he, dealing with she, dealing with me
Dealing with the idea that I became every thing
That I set out not to be but did it so blatantly
I contradicted my existence subliminally
And now I'm feeling the need to get on my knees
And scream at everything that made me be what I see
Yes I understand I'm saying this shit all selfishly
But if you have empathy, there's nothing you can tell me
Cuz Lord knows I've tried, and cried, denied
Every little bit of humanity that I have inside
Its insanity that I feel like I'm living a lie
I can't to stand to see my truth getting killed by my pride
My eyes steadily watching my life passing me
Drifting from gravity, is this really happening?
This path that I lead is burning me gradually
Feeling like my life has been baptized in gasoline
I'm sorry what I used to love doesn't excite me
The sad little sensitive unappreciative Pisces
I have it good, very good, trust me, I'm grateful
But when it came to people I've always been hateful
And I know what I'm saying doesn't seem to make sense
I'm going back n forth but its not supposed to I guess
I have a goddess of a wife, ambitions is what she sweats
Full of love and joy are qualities my daughter reflects
My apologies cuz I don't have any of that left
And I'll be damned if my little girl follows in daddies steps
God, haha... I'm such a fucking mess
Sitting here struggling with my nauseousness
Excuse my awkwardness I'm soft in breaths
I'm lost trying to find God as I walk with death
I'm caught in sweats, coughing up pain
These bloodstains will cause revolutionary change
Until they understand my name
Peace, love, empathy
Kurt Cobain
I'm speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton
Whose images have emasculated down to a pitied kid
Fingers fidgeting over my wounds that I'm digging in
Sober my truth, over in youth but still ignorant
Life-styles I'm living right now is stealing my innocence
Slowly losing my smile and every bit of my diligence
Doubts got me down I don't know how to extinguish it
I should be fucking proud this is not how I envisioned it
If you're trying to put logic in this, you're not listening
There's nothing logical about my passion slowly killing me
Can't deal with the fact that music no longer appeals to me
It's not fair to me or you that I do it unwillingly
Dealing with he, dealing with she, dealing with me
Dealing with the idea that I became every thing
That I set out not to be but did it so blatantly
I contradicted my existence subliminally
And now I'm feeling the need to get on my knees
And scream at everything that made me be what I see
Yes I understand I'm saying this shit all selfishly
But if you have empathy, there's nothing you can tell me
Cuz Lord knows I've tried, and cried, denied
Every little bit of humanity that I have inside
Its insanity that I feel like I'm living a lie
I can't to stand to see my truth getting killed by my pride
My eyes steadily watching my life passing me
Drifting from gravity, is this really happening?
This path that I lead is burning me gradually
Feeling like my life has been baptized in gasoline
I'm sorry what I used to love doesn't excite me
The sad little sensitive unappreciative Pisces
I have it good, very good, trust me, I'm grateful
But when it came to people I've always been hateful
And I know what I'm saying doesn't seem to make sense
I'm going back n forth but its not supposed to I guess
I have a goddess of a wife, ambitions is what she sweats
Full of love and joy are qualities my daughter reflects
My apologies cuz I don't have any of that left
And I'll be damned if my little girl follows in daddies steps
God, haha... I'm such a fucking mess
Sitting here struggling with my nauseousness
Excuse my awkwardness I'm soft in breaths
I'm lost trying to find God as I walk with death
I'm caught in sweats, coughing up pain
These bloodstains will cause revolutionary change
Until they understand my name
Peace, love, empathy
Kurt Cobain
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