Inspiracion de Cobain

Just another bump in the road
Malignancy is calling me
Soak up the sun infected ones
Scatter the remains ashes to ashes
To bury the masses, to find the sane
To all fall down, united we stand
Take back the feeding hand

Burn the midnight oil again
Nothing but time on our hands, my friend
We'll all be old dying men
Like eggs about to crack on frying pans