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I work in a bush, where have I heard that before? Nevermind Nirvana he couldn't get a full breath he felt nothing and just left a cacophonous musical legacy then said I might as well blow my teeth in with a gun. Well his teeth and everything behind them. Coz when you can't catch your breath no matter how many cigarettes you smoke, suicide might possibly fix it, but probably not. But I'll give it a shot, right in the mouth. That's not to say Nirvana doesn't exist, but I never found it, keep on looking, keep hope alive, before the inevitable disillusionment sets in. Uh, the power of words, Love Curt, not you Courtney! ![]() |