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With the lights out version (the version that is most known by people)seems to be something like that:

“That's it"

Until my tensions

Feed me, I'm fucking hungry

Degrade me

I want my gun back

Like the fucking resume

Experience credentials

Experience the process

People freaking every day

White lights

Sitting inside

And you get sicker then you get a little better

Then a

Blasphemy

Hold me, I'm so pathetic

And study, all the sudden

Baby, suddenly find her

Daddy, exploring only

Like the fucking resume

Experience credentials

Experience the process

People freaking every day

White lights

Sitting inside

And you get sicker then you get a little better

Hold me

Until my tensions degrade me

I'm fucking hungry

Feed me, the wells of comfort

Exume me

I want my complex back

A wicked man

Picked off the scabs and fed them

To the pigeons

Help him, he is so cornered

Kill him, your mercy whore will

Like the fucking resume

Experience potentials

Experience the process

People freaking every day

White lights really inside

And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh

Help me, fucking hoses

Help me, until my tensions

Praise me, I'm really hungry

Degrade me, I want my complex back

"Thank you and, good night

Nirvana - Help Me, I'm Hungry – текст


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