Alice In Chains Lyrics

Album: Music Bank

A Little Bitter Lyrics

How the mind does shout for rest

 When the bodies shaken, yeah

 Oh the tightness in my chest

 Still your leaves I'm raking

 

 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 ok 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 alter

 To where infantile men lie around

 Itching and nibbling

 For a small piece of sanity

 Of which you can not give

 

 Shit!

 

 Individuality

 Buying pennies with my soul

 And a little Heaven spent

 While the Hell I'm taking

 

 Thieves

 Parasites

 Hide from life

 You know they'll remember me

 

 They are abhored

 In self-worth

 All that matters much to me