I'm sorry Kurt Kobain I hate all these hipster kids shut up about your instruments its cool to drop that acid down we found cellulite underground Im not staring at your tits and your perfume smells like shit but this is what we do we have hands like weather balloons come and tell me how I'm supposed to be come feel the cold on our thin feet when I leave I take all the money when I leave your kids wont know me Im not staring at your tits and your perfume smells like shit

All of my heroes with all of my dreams they smoke weed they smoke weed where my heroes when i need them theyre on drugs my heroes are gone all my heroes let me down all my heroes let me down all of my heroes arent themselves so many to colors to let me down all my heroes let me down all heroes let me down