Kurt Cobain

You won't hear him talk about love
He goes down the stairs always two by two
Playing in his headphones, that old song
That makes him forget for a while everything that happened
His old man's screams were his soundtrack
He gives kisses, love from a container
As if that would ease his pain
If he's alone, the room feels too big, ah

North Face, gold chains
Drawing lines like chemtrails
They tried to change her, but no way
Living in sin in the lawless city
She runs away from home and tattoos her face
Dreams of sleeping in the arms of her Kurt Cobain

She's used to walking on the edge
Good boys turn out boring
Wild sex, three days of mess
She was never into flowers or dresses
A spiral of vice
What are we going to do?
She finds it fun to die if it's with him
Self-destruction suits her so well
Without leaving the hotel, with the world at her feet

North Face, gold chains
Drawing lines like chemtrails
They tried to change her, but no way
Living in sin in the lawless city
She runs away from home and tattoos her face
Dreams of sleeping in the arms of her Kurt Cobain

Dark glasses to avoid the sun
Covering the excesses of the night before
Her sad eyes are losing color
They're tired of so much rock and roll
Diagonals drawn on the table, the money and the scale
The ashtray has been overflowing for a while
There's a party where she's the only one
And it doesn't end as long as the stash lasts
She speeds up, making everything seem fine
There's no trace left of the girl she used to be
She runs without looking back, what's the point anyway?
She always knew she would leave a pretty corpse
Company was always the least of her concerns
She sells her body cheap to buy poison
Without illusions, with an empty account
Without relaxants, she can't sleep

North Face, gold chains
Drawing lines like chemtrails
They tried to change her, but no way
Living in sin in the lawless city
She runs away from home and tattoos her face
Dreams of sleeping in the arms of her Kurt Cobain
North Face, gold chains
Drawing lines like chemtrails
They tried to change her, but no way
Living in sin in the lawless city
She runs away from home and tattoos her face
Dreams of sleeping in the arms of her Kurt Cobain

Of her Kurt Cobain