Текст песни Nirvana - Drew Danburry

I'm giving up, is this my lonely grave?
At least it's not another lonely stage
Conditioned care depending on demand
Or rationed by outrageous rabid fans

She's by my side, I feel her hand in mine
Walking me through this nightmarish life
She's understanding when I wince in pain
She understands why I hide away

We'll run away from those without a heart
We'll keep on running from those critics of art
We'll find a place where skeptics learn to believe
And those once blind will begin to see inside of me