cobain, i’m still in the hallway

smells like bleach and your aftershave

mirror’s cracked but the note’s still wet

i speak in static, you answer in debt

cobain, the unplugged moon is loaded

spits white noise in my coffee cup

i tattoo “whatever” on my wrist

just to spell “never” when i twist

cobain, sell me your last breath retail

i’ll wrap it in flannel, sell it back to youth

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Skinny white boy, Cobain dreams

.45 kiss, blow out the brain steam

Hole in the ceiling, match the hole in my chest

Heroin lullaby, blood on the S-Express

I’m the ghost in the moshpit, laughing at death

Courtney love letters, tattooed on my flesh

Blow out the candles, wish I could forget

Click-clack lullaby, encore of regret

Nirvana in the rearview, Nevermind the rest

I’m the mud on the Doc Martens, the worm in the nest

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