IF YOU MUST. (NIRVANA)

I can breathe, I can write
I can read, proven fact.
Bless my greed, grease unfold
Is it me, or my ego?

Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, asembly line.
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude?

If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, acted out
Practicing,
Perfecting,
Pressuring,
Onto me, onto me, onto me, oh...

I will fade, in valium
To explain, your assylum.
Iddle time, analyzyng,
Will compare, our sitting come on.

I speak to hear my voice.

I can breathe, I can write
I can read, proven fact.
Bless my greed, grease unfold
Is it me, or my ego?

Write some words, make them rhyme
Pieces for, asembly line.
Set the mood, something new
Is it me, or my attitude?

If you want, to belong
And you miss, the extremes
The extremes, acted out
Practicing,
Perfecting,
Pressuring,
Onto me, onto me, onto me, oh...