Lyrics: jones
Music: jones

Lyrics:

She come, she come
Music stems from the eyes and ears of me
He run, he run
He sucked the life from his bone and he swore to me
She come, she come
(a puff of) her pain a joy for every sigh
He run, he run
Time to find a new reality

Dont you see her
There in color?
Cant you touch her
Like another?

Courtney comes in two degrees
You bring flowers you hope she needs
But roses aint no remedy
When masterpiece turns to misery
Does she come, does she come?

Hes running a race now
Dont you see the porridge in the pot?
Hes stuck on his face now
Dont you see the teacup in the black?
A bird is sitting in the window
Burns a spoon and clicks off at the top
Dont smell the breeze as the wind blows
Shoots the vein that kills the brain

Dont you see her
There in color
Cant you touch her
Like another

Courtney comes in two degrees
You bring flowers you hope she needs
But roses aint no remedy
When masterpiece turns to misery
Does she come? , does she come?

Dont you see her?
Dont you even see?
Dont you need her?
Dont he look like me?
I cant see her
I cant even see
I dont need her
You just stop
Exodus of left

Dont you see her
There in color
Cant you touch her
Like another

Comments:
This song was written about the courtney love / kurt cobain thing.

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