he's been dead now what—three months? You can't put the genie back in the bottle Next doctor please I think it was the shotgun he pointed at his head Too pure for this world. But she won't listen to me she won't open her eyes Then release me Don't do what you're thinking about doing You can't take yourself from me "She has Guillain-Barré syndrome" "the discoveries of Kurt Cobain marijuana and ever shorter haircuts" "before the last song on Nirvana album is over that soon even headphones marijuana will cease to work" "It was like we were in past future at same time" "You don't know how special you are much matter me. Please take yourself from me"