I was trying to find a song earlier in my MP3 player while I was waiting for them to re-open the cinemas for the 10PM screening, I was looking for the right album to be played randomly and Nevermind was queued so I settled on it. When In Bloom started to play, I instantly knew that tonight I rediscovered the song. The bassline's aggressiveness fitted the song, and Kurt Cobain's guitar solo is just fucking tight.
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
And he's the one who likes
All our pretty songs and he
Likes to sing along and he
Likes to shoot his gun but he
Don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
And I say aahh
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
And he's the one who likes
All our pretty songs and he
Likes to sing along and he
Likes to shoot his gun but he
Don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
And I say aahh
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
And he's the one who likes
All our pretty songs and he
Likes to sing along and he
Likes to shoot his gun but he
Don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
And I say aahh
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
And he's the one who likes
All our pretty songs and he
Likes to sing along and he
Likes to shoot his gun but he
Don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
He don't know what it means
And I say aahh
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