DRTYUNCL - Kurt Cobain lyrics

This must be how Kurt Cobain felt before his d**h Nervous wreck, with the sweats, in need of a Percocet I reflect on regret and come a second away From takin' the final break, wipin' skin from my face If I had the funds for a used shotgun I would Refurnish this room with brain, repaint the stained goods If I could do my whole life over I don't think I could Live it much better and that's what's so scary I'm not very far from the edge and jumpin' sounds good Give the pilots the parachutes, d**h don't scare me I'm just prayin' God doesn't spare me from the exit sh**, It'd be worth the walk to see if one exists But I'm sure its a myth the same way happiness is Ignorance is bliss, I wish I could believe the bullsh** I throw kicks and punches My reflection lunges My self-esteem plummets I pop pills in bunches And wonder where my fun went My time means nothin' Give it to the breeze and float towards the faded sunset My name is William Hinrichsen and I'm a drunken, depressed man Definition of a sh** friend I've got some thick skin, so nothin' ever escapes Watch me spontaneously combust over an ashtray That way the laymans can continue their nice day ...Not like they ever shot a glance my way So I returned the favor, let 'em destroy their own devices And grabbed a notebook and a park bench for some lonesome writin' But you can only go so far Knowin' so much about yourself when no one knows who you are I relax like a rock star, minus the girls and cars I just wake up and wonder who the f** these people are An a**hole, I'm Brett Favre, minus the strong arm Sendin' embara**in' texts and everyone wants me gone So sing along to my lullaby, the sweetest goodnight Is the kind where you won't have to open your weary eyes Job well done or f**ed up, it doesn't matter I'm just tryin' to reach these conclusions a little faster Dumb ba*tard with a business degree, so please Don't try to tell me education means much of anything When you can't work a J.O.B Without a Ph.D Got me hopin' for D.E.A.T - -H. Man's permanent escape I'll be straight faced, open arms when it comes my way I'm not scared of d**h, I'm scared for it Stuck with the task of makin' me pa** to move forward I'm not scared of d**h, I'm scared for it Stuck with the task of bringin' my a** to its doorstep I'm not scared of d**h, I'm scared for it Stuck with the task of meeting a soul this morbid I'm not scared of d**h, I'm scared for it Stuck with the task of calming a soul this tortured