Vicious man can be bought
Eyes are opened, can’t be shut
Look at the war that goes on
Look at the stars above
You see? You’re alone!
Make friends than hate’em
Now, what’s the point in that?
Better off alone, better off without
Goin’ further on and on
‘till a point when you forgeth who you are
I see it’s not hard to be sad
It’s not easy to be pretty
But who will you kiss
And kissin’, makin’ love to and care,
For you’re all alone,
you’re so alone!
No more all appologies
No more dumb-ass tales
No more tears to be shed
There won’t be a sad end end for us
We'll go on throught the tough
And tough my numbed soul will be
No more X generation
No more maniac depresion!
There are no more Doors
No more Guns to save us
There’s just Nirvana, always has been,
But who's gonna belive
That the brightest side
It’s really suicide??!!
Untill we meet again
Hope you have been beattin’ them
And all your missery
Will become a memory!