Nirvana - Paper Cuts

When I'm feeling tired
She puts food through the door
I crawl towards the cursed light
Sometimes I can't find my way
Newspapers spread'round
Soaking all that they can
The cleaning is to clean
A good hosing down

The lady who'm I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twist an masturbate I say so
I say so
I say so
Nirvana
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Nirvana

Black windows, a problem
I scratch with my nails
I see others just like me
Why do they not try to escape
But we're not the only ones
They point in my way
They come with the flashing lights
And take my family away

And very later I have learned to accept some friends of a ridicule
My whole existance is for your amusement
And that is why I'm here with you
Don't take me away
Nirvana
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