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I'm sitting here, I don't know why

Oh damn here we go, cry cry cry

Fuck you all, Fuck this shit

But there's no use for a hissy fit

I tried see the blood, cut myself again

I tried to forget the pain I'm in

I'm still sitting here, blood on paper

Right next to it, blood on razor

Why do I do it? A drug of hate

To see some god that of fate?

Yeh, it's bullshit, and they don't care

So I'll just cry cry cry and hug my teddy bear

Sweet dreams went down with your god

I'm just sitting here in my own private pod

Sucks to be the future, need love to live

Our generation dumb dumb dumb, need love to give

Help us mom help us dad, I can't do this

Good night, yeh right, Kiss kis kiss

Bitch kiss this, fuck off, I don't need you

Wait, I'll take it back yes, yes I do

So these are the way things went

How could she forget times they spent

Wish I could give back all those I lent

Great words of my god Cobain

Peace, love and empathy to all in pain