Nirvana - Paper Cuts [With Lyrics on Video]

When I’m feeling tired, She pushed food through the door. I crawl towards the cracks of light. Sometimes I can’t find my way. Newspapers spread around. Soaking all that they can. A cleaning is due again ;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! A sad song(x3) Nirvana(x6)