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When I'm feeling tired She puts food through the door I crawl towards the cursed light Sometimes I can't find my way Newspapers spin 'round Soaking all that they can The cleaning is too kind A good hosing down

The lady whom I feel a maternal love for Cannot look me in the eyes But I see hers and they are blue And they cock and twist and masturbate I say so (X3) Nirvana (X6)

Black windows a problem I scratch with my nails I see others just like me Why do they not try to escape? But we're not the only ones They point in my way They come with the flashing lights And take my family away

And very later I have learned To accept some friends of ridicule My whole existence is for your amusement And that is why I'm here with you Don't take me away I've found Nirvana (X8)

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