Hate Still Remains

[AeroFX]

when i burn that greenery, i see new scenery,
locked away memories, return to me,
churned as i my conscious self yearns to leave,
becoming one of those ghosts trapped in the beam,
now i'm starting to see the last ten years didnt mean thing,
it isnt my fault i'm bipolar, with a heart darker than cola,
more french in my writing than zola, i fight like obie wan canoba,
when he was older, and speak to you using force over your shoulder,
son i love you but daddy got to go on the road like a promoter,
cos i dont belong in here like an outboard motor,
i'm dope so much i might choke, cant cope,
images more vivid than the times past i'm re-livin,
so, although, the doctor says i'm not supposed ta',
cock that shit, knock on for that bitch, and blast, i'm livid,
i concoct, create, penetrate, since 88,
you can catch me in the lab, driven by all the hate,
that still remains to this day, things may change,
but i love being this way, kurt kobaine lives on in us all,
watch me commit suicide like every great,