In
nineteen-ninety-four
he pushed the heavens
door
probably suicide
the news stunned me that
night
maybe he did pull the
trigger
and end his own show
but on the road of
self-destruction
she let him go
In mind you´re stayin'
-kurt cobain
no single fingerprints on
the shot gun
no ones on the pen (with)
which he wrote his
note
the handwritings are not
one
too strong for suicide -
the dope
behind his lung tearing
screams
holy love and abdominal
pain
there was a pile of broken
dreams
music with passion and
gain
In mind you´re stayin'
-kurt cobain
only he knows
what happened that
night
but she let him go
sacrifice
who will still care
if he was murdered or not
?
but we still remember
this king of grunge n´
rock
In mind you´re stayin' -
kurt cobain
and there will be
another
kurt cobain
and another
murder again
