From death to birth_( Из фильма о Курте Кобейне х/ф "Последние дни")

Исполнитель: Michael Pitt
uhh uhh...
made too many of them, too little, too late
should I lie in the dirt, still in the dark?
Or walk around again?
One last song I'll write, while I don't get along
My eyes feel lonely, why dont they shine?
'Cause I've finally found my cell
as I touch my tears
Smelles the taste, full of waste
But feel the others
And smother each other then let them pucker teir cell
Sugar sweet weather goes through our trees
Swims through our seas, flies to the last gasp left
On this earth, oh, no, ohh
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to...
It's a long lonely journey from death to birth
Oh, it's a long lonely journey from death to...birth
Should I die again?Should I die around?
The pounds of matter wailing from space?
I know I'll never know until i come face to faith
With my own cold, dead face
Oh, in my own wooden case
You are with me, with me, lonely, alone, alone and I lie
I'm a mourning you ooh, ooh, ohh, hmm
Ready for a long lonely journey from death to birth
It's a long lonely journey from death to...
It's a long lonely journey from death from death to birth
Oh, it's a long lonely journey frome death to...birth