Nirvana Paper Cuts With Lyrics on Video

When I m feeling tired, She pushed food through the door. I crawl towards the cracks of light. Sometimes I can t find my way. Newspapers spread around. Soaking all that they can. A cleaning is due again ; A good hosing down The lady whom I feel maternal love for Cannot look me in the eyes. But I see hers and they are blue. And they cock and twist and masturbate A sad song(x3) Nirvana(x6)