Listless in Seattle.. on an April Tuesday.. or maybe Wednesday. Oh well... whatever... never mind.
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"Kurt Cobain, the ragged-voiced product of a Pacific Northwest timber town who helped to create the grunge rock sound that has dominated popular music for the last four years, was found dead today at his home here. The police said they believed that Mr. Cobain, the lead singer, guitarist and songwriter for the influential band Nirvana, killed himself with a single shotgun blast to the head."
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What did I get for selling out the punk spirit?
Mags that trash the album before these cunts hear it
Public overanalyzing these dumb lyrics
Tryna figure out who this bum in the mirror is
Stomach aches.. only this syringe of junk cures it
My space is barbed wire to all who come near it
Including my bandmates and those I love dearest
No sorry whoever this knife-edged tongue pierces
It's always the cornered prey who's the one fiercest
A hand on the pen.. other holds the gun.. nervous.
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"A note was found next to Mr. Cobain's body, which was discovered by an electrician who had gone to the house this morning to do some work, said Vinette Tichi, a spokeswoman for the Seattle Police Department..
"He was also in a fair amount of psychic pain," said Mr. Azerrad. "He was a very sensitive person, sweet and bright, which are not the best qualities to have if you are a rock star."
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Some want to be stars till we feel the sun's surface
Searching for the words to exit this fucked circus
Away from the critics, industry scum, serpents
Away from the cheating wife, false friends, subversives
A "fuck you" written from the heart in blood cursive
I won't be a pretty face for these smut merchants
A soulless product the gullible young purchase
Searching back for when my music had some purpose
Before fame made me this emotionally numb hermit
You know that you're at the end of your run, Kurtis
Fuck it.. time to die.. gripping the shotgun pump, fearless..
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"Lori Goldston of Seattle, a cellist who toured with Nirvana last fall, said she was surprised by Mr. Cobain's suicide. "He sort of had a depressive streak but he basically seemed optimistic and had ideas for the future," she said. "But I think he was pretty overwhelmed in general by his fame."
His drug problems and squabbles over royalties nearly broke up the group, as did the travails of Mr. Cobain and his wife, the singer Courtney Love, in regaining custody of their young child, Frances, from a relative after a Vanity Fair article reported that Ms. Love had used heroin well into her pregnancy."
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Hey!
Wait!
I haven't thought ahead to who the one hurt is
Infant daughter who looks to dad for spunk.. courage..
The man with the timely hugs and reassurance
There when the road of life gets too rough to steer it
The man who had to grow up and come to terms with..
Having a family and this rosebud to nourish
With warmth, devotion.. a heart whose love is termless
Her hero.. oak tree.. truth amidst the uncertain
Life is pain.. she's my Nirvana.. and what's sure is..
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I have a reason to live..
For you Frances..
I can man up.. endure this.
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