I felt like I was Courtney Love
You got both of 'em combine
The good and the bad
You're passive, I'm a wind
You're fading, I'm floating
Born the same time I was born
We're matching but we're cold
We're timeless and weightless
You're compelling me to sing
When I can hardly reach a note
You're compelling me to write
When I'm not even good in writing thoughts
The alcohol and the smoke
Nobody will ever know
How I felt like Courtney Love