Author: Jesse James Cobain

Won't be reminded of the lost days, Used to rob the plug for all his work so I could maintain. I'm doing drugs so I can maintain, Part of the reason that I can handle this damn pain, "I'm fucking numb" said the lonely heart of the drummer boy, Who'd rather wreak havoc than play around with a Tonka toy Uh, shit, my mirror ain't been clearer lately I see my mind becoming blind, material mistaken Heart indulging in the things that are forever broken I seen a father lose his son, why life so fucking hopeless? Uh, ayy, concept of my depression is That there's no fucking recollection when your birth But there's somebody there to fold you when you're caving in Uh, yuh, such discussed by such and such You're a fucking loser, man, well, life's a fucking uppercut Right inside my fucking gut, wanna fuckin' end it but I don't have the balls to fuck, I'm such a pussy, fuck me up