Paper Cuts Nirvana

When my feet are tired
She pushes food through the door
And I crawl towards the cursed light
Sometimes I can't find my way
This curtain is spellbound
So get out if you can
A cleaning is to fear
A good hosing down

The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twist and masturbate
I said so
Nirvana

Black windows a problem
I scratched with my nails
I see others just like me
Why do they not try to escape?
But were 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 ridicule
My whole existence is for your amusement
And that is why I'm here with you!
Don't take me away!
You're all
Nirvana


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