here's to you. blue eyes

when i was less than 10

my mother bought me my second tape. i wore the speakers out

with songs about laziness and rape. now it seems so still

the route that kids persue. cause every hack with an ax wants to burn out just like you. thank god i'm not a clone of you

thank god i'm not a clone of you

cobain cobain cobain cobain

when i was 21

i thought that i would od just to be

another in a chain

of self abusing loners just like me. but now i'd rather wring the nectar from my skin

i have no use for swimming laps in a sea of dorsal fins

thank god i'm not a clone of you

thank god i'm not a clone of you

cobain cobain cobain cobain

thank god i'm not a clone of you

thank god i'm not a clone of you

cobain cobain cobain cobain

you're beautiful

but you're gone. i'm gonna sing

without a rasp now. the violence

the immigrants

the sentiment

we want it back now. the radio keeps you alive. it's got your ghost

within a cycle. but i don't want to be a part of a disease or in denial. thank god i'm not a clone of you

thank god i'm not a clone of you

cobain cobain cobain cobain

thank god i'm not a clone of you

thank god i'm not a clone of you

cobain cobain cobain cobain