Off the f*cking propane
Listening to Cobain
Tell me how you feel
Before i take you back to my grave
Feeling like a no-name, Acid f*cking my brain
Tired of your sh*t girl what is there to say
Off the f*cking propane
Listening to Cobain
Tell me how you feel
Before i take you back to my grave
Feeling like a no-name, Acid f*cking my brain
Tired of your sh*t girl, what is there to say
Doing a couple of lines i think i'm dying
Pouring a couple of drinks i think i'm flying
I'm high (yeah)
I'm high out my mind, (yeah)
Can't stop me dying
I thought, i could trust myself i didn't know
I thought, I thought
Aye Let the pain, melt away
Get high with me, i say my name again
Listening to Cobain
I Can't let you forget me
Would you forgive me
Oh, anesthesia
No love beneath her
(Aye) Phone me home, when you feel alone
I'll come back, and sing this song
Trust me, I know you want to love me. (Aye)
Without you, the end is here i mean it, f*ck it
Leave me, Nothing while i'm listening to Cobain
Blame all this on me. On me
Blame all this on, me
Before i go, (Aye)
My girls low on cocaine. Snow white and Cobain
(Off the f*cking propane
Listening to Cobain
Tell me how you feel
Before i take you back to my grave
Feeling like a no-name, Acid f*cking my brain
Tired of your sh*t girl what is there to say,)
Off the f*cking propane
Listening to Cobain
Tell me how you feel
Before i take you back to my grave
Feeling like a no-name, Acid f*cking my brain
Tired of your sh*t girl what is there to say
I thought, i could trust myself i didn't know
I thought, I thought