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Heavier Than Heaven - Kurt Cobain
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July - December 2005 He was trying to escape,
He was trying to get help,
But he was born to die that day,
He was born to kill himself.
Drugs, they dull the pain,
Just for a little while,
Sex can cure the hunger,
False love can make you smile.
Always different, feared for his unique mind,
A genius going unrecognised,
It's a sad thing when we let them find
That they're alone in this Hell-hole.
You planned it carefully,
You story-teller, you.
Making sure that the world would know,
That it had forsaken you.
27 is the age they go,
Just like Jimi you had wished to be,
But you're greater than the rest of them,
In your planned immortality.
Murder, maybe so,
Provable? It is not.
But who knows what the truth is,
And who cares?
Because what you wanted is what you got.
"Heavier than Heaven",
That little monster will keep you alive,
Even if I can't help you now,
You'll roam in pain no more.
He was trying to escape,
He was trying to get help,
But he was born to die that day,
He was born to kill himself.
