framed

I’ve been quiet when you spilled blood

Through scarlet rivers that gushed in flood

Nay, I’ve not once expressed my grief

Not when you decided for me my goddamn belief

I was mute all the nights I tossed awake

As you burnt them loudly at the stake

I never said a word when you blasphemed mine

And took my suffering silence as a sign

I stayed unspoken when you fought your wars

Through my tears wet that twinkled as stars

I kept mum through all the black nights

When you claimed your wrongs as your rights

But good heavens, I must now have my say

For this horror horrible, horrifies me today

This goes beyond the indecent and the obscene

Beyond anything, my immortal life has seen

And so, God looked down on Earth and said
Fuckers, don't put this on my head.

ram cobain

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