Alice In Chains - Seçme Parçalar : A Little Bitter
 

Alice In Chains



Seçme Parçalar



A Little Bitter





Staley, Cantrell, Inez and Kinney







How the mind does shout for rest



When the body's shaken, yeah



Oh the tightness in my chest



Still your leaves I'm rakin'







Lord is this a test? Was it fun creating, yeah



My god's a little sick



And he wants me crazy







Who



Are you



Who can say



It's okay to live through me?







Live to be



Part of me



You're a wrinkled magazine



Yeah







Was it something that I said



Was it how they're breaking, yeah



I'm so selfish paying your rent



While your blood I'm taking







You



Spend me



Like a tree



Dirty dollar bills for leaves







Dark in a sea



Of my seeds



And the tears on which you feed



You feed







The body is a temple



A dormant shelter



To where infantile men lie around



Itching and nibbling



For a small piece of sanity



Of which you cannot give







Shit!







Indiviuality



Buying pennies with my soul



And a little Heaven spent



While the Hell I'm takin'







Thieves



Parasites



Hide from life



You know they'll remember me







They are abhored



In self-worth



All that matters much to me



Yeah Yeah