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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
In the darkest hole, you'd be well advised
Not to plan my funeral before the body dies, yeah Come the morning light, it's a see through show What you may have heard and what you think you know, yeah Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth don't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside Sure to play a part, so you love the game And in truth your lies become one and same, yeah I could set you free, rather hear the sound Of your body breaking as I take you down, yeah Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth don't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside In the darkest hole, you'd be well advised Not to plan my funeral before the body dies, yeah Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth don't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
I could use some time to curl away
My aggression is where you stake your claim Why I question this curve on which you grade My conception, a joke or latest craze? I try to get away, and yet I stick around So fall and crawl away, and brush away loose ground My intention, may I arrive at eight? Lie and dream some, surprise you guys I'm late All right, correction, forgetting something, wait I try to get away, and yet I stick around So fall and crawl away, and brush away loose ground Brush away loose ground Brush away |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
You insult me in my home, you're forgiven this time
Things go well, your eyes dilate, you shake, and I'm high? Look in my eyes deep and watch the clouds change with time 20 hours won't print my picture milk carton size Carton size, carton size Call me up congratulations ain't the real why There's no pressure besides brilliance let's say by day 9 Endless corporate ignorance lets me control time By the way, by the way, by the way Once again you see an in, discolored skin gives you away So afraid you kindly gurgle, out a date for me Now the body of one soul I adore wants to die You have always told me you'd not live past 25 I say stay long enough to repay all who cause strife Once again you see an in, discolored skin gives you away So afraid you kindly gurgle, out a date for me (spoken in backround) "I bear true and an existing witness to this barrel of monkeys. A self proclaimed immoral success, perfected by each whereof individually deadly and equally so and spread about the surrendered troops, for even thousands of miles will not tear apart their communication, or the lack thereof. Vultures, liars, thieves, each proclaim their innocence In no suggestion or rhyme, your weapon is contained in the wrecking of the keeping the desired effect. The breaking of the spirit thwarts the whole being. Your weapon is guilt, your weapon is guilt, your weapon is guilt. Guilt." |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
Be what you wanna be
See what you came to see Been what you wanna be I don't like what I see Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you... Hell within And you think you have it still, heaven inside you So there's problems in your life That's fucked up, and I'm not blind I'm just see through faded, super jaded And out of my mind Do what you wanna do Go out and seek your truth When I'm down and blue Rather be me than you Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you... Hell within And you wish you had it still, heaven inside you So there's problems in your life That's fucked up, and I'm not blind I'm just see through faded, super jaded And out of my mind Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter chill Heaven beside you... Hell within Like the coldest winter will Heaven beside you... Hell within And you know you have it still, heaven inside you So there's problems in your life That's fucked up, but You're not blind You're just see through faded, overrated And out of your mind |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
No more time
Just one more time So crazy, beat the strain Too lazy, shake the gray So, and she willed the rain So let me be defamed Your redundancy stains Tired of infantile claims Like puppets on a string Untangle you from me Time to call the doggies off Tired of the shadowin' Slide me to the side again Slapped in the face again No more time Just one more time Your redundancy stains Tired of infantile claims Like puppets on a string Untangle you from me So crazy, beat the strain Too lazy, shake the gray So, and she willed the rain So let me be defamed Time to call the doggies off Tired of the shadowin' Slide me to the side again Slapped in the face again One day my plane leaves Some way my head creeps Some day my head leads Some way my head creeps No more time Just one more time Empty room sets the scene Pick at me slow, pain fiend Suck me through barbed screen Anger becomes our queen Tongue whipping forked black How long until you crack Surprised and set back Lackeys' loose talk for fact Time to call the doggies off Tired of the shadowin' Slide me to the side again Slapped in the face again One day my plane leaves Some way my head creeps Some day my head leads Some way my head creeps Creeps No more time Just one more time So crazy feel the hate Yeah, I've got years to wait I know it's not too late Lending clean hands of fate Rise from the dirt I'm in Hide in another's skin Stick black dress doll with pin Your mouth takes on my grin So crazy |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
Hey, let them do it again, yeah
Hey, you said you were my friend Hey, turn me upside down, Oh Hey, feelin' so down Hey, hey...hey...hey... You made a fool of me again Again Hey, I know I made the same mistake, yeah I, I won't do it again, no Why, Why you slap me in the face, oww I, I didn't say it was OK, no No, No... You violate a part of me again Again Ah, ooo Whoo whoo, yeah Hey, you had time to think it out, yeah Hey, Your weak will won't help her heal her heart Hey, I'll bet it really eats you up Extending part of me again Again Ooo Whoo whoo, yeah |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
When I waken, and I'm achin', time for sleepin, yeah
When I'm sayin time to go and, I've been hurtin, yeah When I'm layin, I'm still tryin, concentrating on dyin', yeah You're right as rain, but you're all to blame Agreed my crime's the same My sins I'll claim, give you back shed pain Go find a place for own shame So you can deal with this thing unreal No one made you feel any hurt, yeah Body's movin, only provin, no one needs to move Still believin, yet mistaken, all God's children, yeah And I must say, I was stupid, selfishly she consumed, yeah And you must change patterns all we trained Or n'er regain peace you seek Now you hear me, for the things I see Yeah, I believe in inner peace, yeah Throw out, blow up, hold in Show fine, no signs, grow blind |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
"Sure God's all powerful, but does he have lips? Whoa..."
Dear God, how have you been then? I'm not fine, fuck pretending All of this death your sending Best throw some free heart mending Invite you in my heart, then When done, my sins forgiven? This God of mine relaxes World dies I still pay taxes Can I be as my God am Can you be as God am Can I be as my God am God of all my God am So Lord, I see you grinnin Must be grand always winning How proud are you being able To gather faith from fable Can I be as my God am Can you be as God am Can I be as my God am God of all my God am God am My God am God am God All the respect I'm giving Shared strength acquired by living All blooming life you're feeding Can't hide sick ones you're weeding Can I be as my God am Can you be as God am Can I be as my God am God of all my God am God am God am God am God am |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
"I'm serious, there's big money going on"
"Big big money!" Why are here again? It's the same old sit down roll around chewed up pen Nothin thrilling me too much, yeah Nothin thrilling me too much, yeah Nothin thrilling me too much, yeah Nothin thrilling me... Yeah, so close now Yeah, so close now Man I nearly snapped my twig Then again I nearly snapped a few of you So I hear you think highly now So I hear you think highly now So I hear you think highly now So I hear you think... Yeah, so close now Yeah, so close now Why? |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
Began this take at 7:38
Head hit the board, enough that it aches Wonder should I be working so late Began this take at 7:38 Head hit the board, enough that it aches Wonder should I be working so late Wonder should I be working so late Began this take at 7:38 Head hit the board, enough that it aches Wonder should I be working so late Wonder should I be working so late Well the nothin song sticks to your mouth Like peanut butter on the brain Nothin ever stays the same Nothin, yeah nothin, nothin, nothin Went outside to give all a break Wearing cowhide, steak on a skate Back inside, Sam throw away your cake Went outside to give all a break Went outside to give all a break Wearing cowhide, steak on a skate Back inside, Sam throw away your cake Back inside, Sam throw away your cake Well the nothin song sticks to your mouth Like peanut butter on the brain Nothin ever stays the same Nothin, yeah nothin, nothin, nothin Gotta finish so I can awake Feed the cat as she spreads all the waste Snap her neck or trade in for new make Gotta finish so I can awake Feed the cat as she spreads all the waste Snap her neck or trade in for new make Snap her neck or trade in for new make Well the nothin song sticks to your mouth Like peanut butter on the brain Nothin ever stays the same Well the nothin song sticks to your mouth Nothin |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
What does friend mean to you?
A word so wrongfully abused Are you like me, confused All included but you Alone... The sounds of silence often soothe Shapes and colors shift with mood Pupils widen and change their hue Rapid brown avoid clear blue Why's it have to be this way Be this way Flowers watched through wide brown eyes bloom A child sings an unclaimed tune Innocence spins cold cocoon Grow to see the pain too soon Why's it have to be this way Be this way (5x) "At 7 am on a Tuesday, usual August ... Next week I'll be 28... I'm still young, it'll be me... Off the wall I scrape... you... I can't wake, I gotta wake... To cause this wake, I gotta wake no more... It causes wake, to drown this hate.... To never really stay, never will..... You take your plate... Put me through hell, live, live... Direct your fate... You say I can do it so well... Your expiration date... Fate, date, expiration date... (this was the last time) Hate... And don't fuck with me again... My own clean slate... Don't fuck with me again... Makes your eyes dilate... Makes you shake... Irate..." |
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from Alice In Chains - Alice In Chains (1995)
"Good Night..."
Yeah, it's over now, but I can breathe somehow When it's all worn out, I'd rather go without You know its been on my mind Could you stand right there Look me straight in the eye and say That it's over now We pay our debt sometime Well it's over now, yet I can see somehow When its all gone wrong, it's hard to be so strong You know its been on my mind Could you stand right there Look me straight in the eye and say That it's over now We pay our debt sometime Yeah, we pay our debt sometime We pay our debt sometime Yeah, we pay our debt sometime Guess it's over now, I seem alive somehow When it's out of sight, just wait and do your time You know its been on my mind Could I stand right here Look myself in the eye and say That it's over now We pay our debt sometime Yeah, we pay our debt sometime We pay our debt sometime Yeah, we pay our debt sometime |
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from Spider-Man (스파이더맨) by Danny Elfman [omnibus, ost] (2002)
Copacetic, calm my frenetic, she's the s**t y'all
Highly-rated, well-educated, she's an angel She's ambitious, beautiful, delicious, got a restaurant I can take it, truth stripped me naked, yeah I f**ked up...yeah *She was my girl Used to be my world I miss my girl What a fine girl She put together, says she's doing better since she let go Repeated dreamer, now and then I see her and we have lunch Ever playful, hook the jumper cable, give me fresh spark Sister ringing, old reminder stinging, bridges burned hoss...yeah * Repeat (x2) She called me up, I guess she pretty stuck, she needed my help It made me happy, hence the lyric sappy, I still love her...yeah * Repeat (x2) Such a fine girl I miss my girl Used to be my world She was my girl |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
I feel the fear take hold
Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse this gift And hope you'll never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Chalking up my dead friends And loved ones long gone I feel the fear take hold Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse my gift And hope you never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Thinking 'bout my dead friends Whose voices ring on |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Don't deny I did you cold
I broke your trust and lied Controlling, selfish, gossip abound Cocaine mouth over mind And I say... I wash my hands, pull the slivers No master plan, I deliver Enigma wrapped in riddle Your life I belittle Dignity I'd steal Now I know how it feels Stubborn bastard, hard head knocking We had our good years too Though apart, you're still in my heart I'd give anything for you And I say... I wash my hands, pull the splinters No master plan, I deliver Enigma wrapped in riddle Your life I belittle Dignity I'd steal Now I know how it feels Often heard, seldom seen Bargain Basement Howard Hughes Hermit phase, a woodshed rage These days headlines are few And I say... I wash my hands, pull the splinters No master plan, I deliver Enigma wrapped in riddle Your life I belittle Dignity I'd steal Now I know how it feels |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
I'm a whore, can't ignore this my lot
Live in guest house of palace i bought Guess my pimp treats me swell... I confess I'm a whore, might as well be the best Owned, breaking, sell the kids my soul Owned, raking, corporation roll Owned, breaking, sell the kids my soul Owned, raping, taking five to one Used to be beautiful Never a moment dull Surely the day will come Put down when you can't run... anymore I'm a whore, can't complain, this I choose Trading pleasure for coin, kept court fool Pay my pimp, treats me right, lets me be I'm a whore, nothing more, somewhat free Owned, breaking, sell the kids my soul Owned, raking, corporation roll Owned, breaking, sell the kids my soul Owned, raping, taking five to one Used to be beautiful Never a moment dull Surely the day will come Put down when you can't run... anymore Used to be beautiful Never a moment dull Surely the day will come Put down when you can't run... anymore Owned |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Homely, thick in mind, never listen
Worn, tired, siren drawn, tunnel vision Don't forget this chance only live once Sprung, hypnotized by light, had to get some Get it all She said I forgive you Don't regret our time You've got to move on love Angel eyes Four years and still I dream Agonize Such beauty not since seen Bow down, piper leading, you were one Hungry, took the prize, then you got dumb Don't live out your life like a sad song Sprung, hypnotized by light, had to get some Get it all She said I forgive you You must too or die You've got to let me go Angel eyes Four years and still I dream Agonize Such beauty not since seen Angel eyes Your face is all I see Agonize Forever haunting me |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
There's no out, downside up for good
No light, reflection understood Had to try, perversion satisfied Insane...so I indulge the beast awhile When hurting yourself feels right And there's nothing familiar in sight Take the time to pull the weeds choking flowers in your life... Or seal your doom Cold transparent blue Locked inside a room In solitude There's no flesh, my own ghost awaits Unclean, defiled, hallucinatory state Lust, sloth, not my only sins It's just how, when it's time, on a degradation trip...yeah When hurting yourself feels right Long gone the will to fight Take the time to pull the weeds choking flowers in your life... Or seal your doom Cold transparent blue Locked inside a room In solitude Insanity takes you So black it's untrue So black it's untrue |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Going down a last act scene
Curtain call begin bowing Self-appointed abuse king Hellbound, that's my belief Black eat white, cassette thrill Whatever come, eat your fill Choke on bones, flowing stream long stilled The truth is to some degree we all steal Hey now Come 'round Hellbound Going way down Justified, a self-made man All I do is do what I can Edges sharpened, blasted sand Bizarre, devoted fan Black eat white, cassette thrill Whatever come, eat your fill Choke on bones, flowing theme blown will The truth is to some degree we all steal Hey now Come 'round Hellbound Going to stay down Washington, a fish belly rust Sad chapter read last page first Black eat white, cassette thrill Whatever come, eat your fill Choke on bones, flowing dream now killed The truth is to some degree we all steal Yeah... Hey now Come 'round Hellbound Going way down |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Caine
Caine What was your name? Damn glad to meet ya Never been to your place, but I know it Twitching embrace, show me the spider Try to disappear, back crack in the sofa Caine Caine Caine Slow poison working inside Descending in shadow, cocoon me then bite Caine spider give to me pain Got a caterpillar body and a butterfly brain Caine Caine What day is today? Don't I know you? 19 and bold, bitten in Houston Out to the car, picked up a spider Anesthetize your face, loser beside ya Slow poison working inside Descending in shadow, cocoon me then bite Caine spider give to me pain Got a caterpillar body and a butterfly brain Spun monkeys on the railroad track Take me to the caine field I walk along pick my spiderbite My old man wonders where I'm at I'm still a child, guess I keep trying to pay him back Arrogance stains, threading your silk tomb Steady she drain, spider digest you Slow poison working inside Descending in shadow, cocoon me then bite Caine spider give to me pain Got a caterpillar body and a butterfly brain |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Gave it all away, blood or song
And there's nothing left, used to be someone Never really die, live in magazines and on the radio Hasbeen demi-god Pro false idol Pro false idol Pro false idol come pray Burned a ton of dough, no self-pride Used to run now crawl, half-tweaked and fried And you're not the same, like rusted chrome, relive glory days Ignore your empty life Pro false idol Pro false idol Pro false idol come pray Big tipper let the meter run Yellow taxi try to beat the sun New York City see the worshippers Hotel autograph solicitors Infrequent sex, lie down with whores Sleep the day away, freak boy roll on Pro false idol Pro false idol Pro false idol come pray Big tipper let the meter run Yellow taxi try to beat the sun New York City see the worshippers Hotel autograph solicitors |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
I can't feel my life
Makes me want to cry How bad i feel inside Like I wanna die Can't explain, won't apologize Re-entry blown, while I was gone tilt of axis changed Destination unknown Wreckage in tow Depression grows I have no home Consequences on accepted role Discontented seeds, loveless garden thrown bitter crop to reap Understanding hard-pressed won Through me you feel the void from where the sad sounds come Free return alone in time to see the sun go black |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Everything you heard I did and maybe then some ok
Does it make you happy and now is it out of the way? Everything you heard I done and probably then some ok Does it really matter of course I took it all the way What more can I say Locked on--what's the deal? Faded rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Every word you read is true, baby I won't deny Don't you push me over, I ain't even finished my ride Every word you read is true and maybe that is a lie Strap session closing and I'm a-going out of my mind What more can I say Locked on--what's the deal? Falling rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Locked on--what's the deal? Faded rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Every song I wrote I meant what I said at the time Yeah I spent some time looking death right in the eye Every song I wrote I captured a fragment of time Dying a little bit makes you appreciate life Nothing more to say Locked on--what's the deal? Faded rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Locked on--what's the deal? Falling rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Locked on Locked on |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
All dreams have died, along the way
I coughed up the price, I bought a cage I've had a hell of a time since I went away Don't know when I died, or where to lay down Gone, gone away Yeah gone, gone away God knows I've tried, I'm dyed in pain Strong yet simple drive, the freedom to say I've had a hell of a time since I went away Homing on traces of light, that distance fades Yeah I'm gone, gone away Yeah I'm gone, gone away So they say with time, we slowly heal I caught a flash of your smile, through the fog of a dream I'll have a hell of a time, I clearly see I can't be by your side, I'll see you when I sleep Now you're gone...gone away Yeah you're gone...gone away |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Day break, wind is blowing strong
No escape, caught on a reef in the storm Castaway, licking his cracked lips sore Patient, waits, hoping the rats reach the shore...yeah...yeah Yesterday, seems a lifetime now Remembering, those he left and how Out in space, laughing at all below Island stage, plays to his thoughts and ego...yeah...yeah Dusk fall, fading sun, no fire light Memories amplify his plight Gathering, searching for shelter above Feel the sting, choking on hoarded love...yeah...yeah Thin, cold, tired...castaway |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Should I live so long
To see 'em dropping bombs Hope I have you near Check out what comes after here...what comes after here Generation turned a chemical tribe Don't really care if we live or die Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out and it's no surprise Let the black odds roll Why we can't tell Ball inside Roll me over is this hell...is this hell? Generation turned a chemical tribe Don't really care if we live or die Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out I can't tell you why No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Possibly more truth than fable Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out let me say goodbye No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Possibly more truth than fable No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Could it be more truth than fable? |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
It takes a mountain of faith
Rivers flowing pain It takes a hammer on a nail A whole lotta love... yeah... It takes a lifetime of working A touch of understanding It takes a wind in the sails Little Children singing... yeah.. It takes a sun buning knowledge An ocean full of feeling It takes a certain kind of hunger A whole lotta love... yeah... |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Long fat green, love what you do, so young must be nice
Roll first class, limousine drool, packed house every night Hey rock star, got a cold beer? Sure you don't mind do you? Ain't life sweet. party non-stop, 24/7 - cool So proud would be your mother Anything you want, pick you lover From here looks so fine My god how your star shines... Dying inside Live your dream, walk in those shoes, trade with you any time Worldwide name, freedom much fame, spinning gold song and rhyme So proud would be your mother Anything you want, pick you lover From here looks so fine My god how your star shines... Dying inside My god how your star shines... Dying inside Play, get paid, couple sports cars, sure you done paid your dues Big house own, no boss fun, lucky fuck I wish I was you So proud would be your mother Anything you want, pick you lover From here looks so fine My god how your star shines... Dying inside My god how your star shines... Dying inside |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Rolling over keys that dig my side
Try to get my ass out of bed and drive, and drive Feel I'm slipping day by day Past the time I was on my way Happiness and black both known, much learned Long and hard the way a path of twisted turns Disciple sift through lies, few grains of truth behold Explorer specter rise, the dream that brought you low Sentenced served, you're free to be Siddhartha, like him he lived both sides A brand new day, I'm looking for a change to come around. Siddhartha on my mind Beggar pick up your crown Seeking all the things untried Disarray, this thing called life Happiness and black both known, much learned Long and hard the way a path of twisted turns Disciple sift through lies, few grains of truth behold Explorer specter rise, the dream that brought you low Sentenced served, you're free to be Siddhartha, like him he lived both sides Another day, I'm looking for a change to come around Siddhartha on my mind Beggar pick up your crown |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Copacetic, calm my frenetic, she's the shit y'all
Highly rated, well-educated, she's an angel She's ambitious, beautiful, delicious, got a restaurant I can take it, truth stripped me naked, yeah I fucked up...yeah She was my girl Used to be my world I miss my girl What a fine girl She put together, says she's doing better since she let go Repeating dreamer, now and then I see her and we have lunch Ever playful, hook the jumper cable, give me fresh spark Sister ringing, old reminder stinging, bridges burned hoss...yeah She was my girl Used to be my world I miss my girl What a fine girl (Repeat 1x) She called me up, I guess she pretty stuck, she needed my help It made me happy, hence the lyric sappy, I still love her...yeah She was my girl Used to be my world I miss my girl What a fine girl (Repeat 1x) Such a fine girl I miss my girl Used to be my world She was my girl |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Well I'm a pig charmer, lie in filth getting off
I make my bed in a wallow, lackey, fill my trough Digging through the garbage bubble fried a pork rind I pick and save all my scabs to serve up dinner time And I say welcome to my sty Throw my shoe, turn light out Come on in, get high Don't mind piss-filled bottles Hack and cough, I write Peppered walls I spit out And my future looks bright... swelter geek inside Way past halitosis, Mr. Yuk Mouth I slay It turns out he's a big pussy, Satan hoof had its way Two months no shower, cigarette methane fog And if you ever need it I give mean horse hog And I say welcome to my sty Throw my shoe, turn light out Come on in, get high Don't mind piss-filled bottles Hack and cough, I write Peppered walls I spit out And my future looks bright... pretty sure I'm gonna fry This time I hope I'm wrong, not right Man I don't really wanna die Pretty sure I'm gonna fry And I don't really wanna die Pretty sure I'm gonna fry And my future looks bright Well I'm a pig charmer, lie in filth getting off I make my bed in a wallow, lackey, fill my trough Digging through the garbage bubble fried a pork rind I pick and save all my scabs to serve up dinner time And I say welcome to my sty Throw my shoe, turn light out Come on in, get high Don't mind piss-filled bottles Hack and cough, I write Peppered walls I spit out And my future looks bright... pretty sure I'm gonna fry Man I don't really wanna die Pretty sure I'm gonna fry Man I don't really wanna die Oh fuck I think I'm gonna fry I really think I'm gonna fry Really sure I'm gonna fry Now I know I'm gonna fry... |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Alabama trailer park they call home
Boy standing at attention in the corner his own Terrified, scorpion crawling the wall By the way father, could you please beat me some more? Anger rising up inside him yet again Tell me you got a plan Deaf and blind I'm living with the lepers and You want to hold my hand Cold Alaska, hiding, bundled up tight Stretch aluminum foil 'cross the window at night Mother crying, calling out up the stairs By the way father, do you even care that I'm scared? Chorus Repeat chorus with "Devil rising up inside him yet again" Generation three, solitary, alone By the way father, created hell on my own Chorus |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Didn't know what to say, nothing new to tell ya
Downtime I create, enter self-destructor Sever all, no more ties, walk away from each other I know you're my brother and I don't even know ya Both beard and my face growing longer The stench of decay growing stronger Reality and dream intermingle Contently swallow shit on a shingle Reality and dream intermingle Don't know what to say, nothing new to tell ya Downtime i create, enter self-destructor Sever all, no more ties, walk away from each other I know you're my brother and I don't even know ya Both beard and my face growing longer The stench of decay growing stronger Reality and dream intermingle Contently swallow shit on a shingle Reality and dream intermingle |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Give it a name, get it out of your home
Out in your backwoods a doghouse you own Give it a name like a howling blue hound Chasing your fears man he's hunting you down Give it a name, get it out of your eye Come from the dockland got your low hangin' high Give it a name, though you call yourself saved She's deep on your bone and it won't go away Slowly all the roles we act out become our identity And in the end we are what we pretend to be Give it a name, get it out of your home Out in your backwoods a doghouse you own Give it a name like a howling blue hound Chasing your fears man he's hunting you down Give it a name, get it out of your eye Come from the dockland got your low hangin' high Give it a name, though you call yourself saved She's deep on your bone and it won't go away Slowly all the roles we act out become our identity And in the end we are what we pretend to be Separating self from dream, harsh reality And though it hurts, embrace the truth and from fear be set free |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
Happy new day - does it matter?
Thinning go low, hight get fatter Well I'm flattered Joke... pissboy - ain't he a sight? Don't remember who won the fight Well I got it right How could you know for me what's right? Can't live for me, oh and you can't die, right? Thanks for trying Torn today, sweaty pillow Hawaii jet plane, sit by window Where did time go? How could you know for me what's right? Can't live for me, oh and you can't die, right? How could you know for me what's right? I depreciate, you search and I hide... But thanks for trying I won't forget it, it'll kill us if we let it And I don't want to regret it, still burning since we set it How could you know for me what's right? Can't live for me, oh and you can't die, right? How could you know for me what's right? I depreciate, you search and I hide... But thanks for trying |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Volumes 1 And 2 (2002)
You were voted most likely to have your name go up in lights
Only took a few years to see that through Now you're most likely to end up dead alone in a hotel room 31/32 Roust the boy, smack the wife Might have one? case tonight Alcoholic breath, thick drool Repetitive, belligerent, cruel Can't get away, no hiding place The boy hesitates, when grown he'll make the same mistakes Grocery checkout line Residing in the wellfare file Child support, don't receive Mama crying, no relief They got no home, three kids and on her own Revenge his name, pay back all the pain Gutshot defender, hole inside Shell-shocked commander, are you alright? Gutshot defender, bloodstain bright, hold tight Shell-shocked commander Age adult, mother gone Friends with dad don't really talk Wanted to, now you're a star Make a living milking scars The boy hesitates, lost his way The boy hesitates, first and last mistakes Gutshot defender, fill the hole There is no commander anymore Gutshot defender will survive, yes I You are no pretender? no pretender You were voted most likely to have your name go up in lights Only took a few years to see that through Now you're most likely to end up dead alone in a hotel room 31/32 |
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from Alice In Chains - Sap [ep] (1992)
Right Turn
Inside, always tryin' to get back inside But it's so hard to penetrate pig-thick skin I'm 'bout as low as I can get I'd leave but I can't forget Still I wonder why It ain't right It ain't right It ain't right It ain't right , yeah 'bout as low as she can get She'd leave me but she won't forget And she wonders why She ain't right She ain't right It ain't right She ain't right Now we're as low as we can get Can't leave and can't forget We ain't right We ain't right We ain't right We ain't right... It's hard to believe some body tricked you When you can see you were only high It's all up to you so you gamble Flat on your face and into the fire... |
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from Alice In Chains - Fear The Voices [single] (1999)
Fear The Voices
Awww put our heads together Because a signature could change our future Uh-huh For some wrote you a letter begging you to reconsider Yeah Yeah Yeah Yea Put our heads together Ahhhhhh Ahhh Ahhhh Fear the voices you hear today If you still have choices we'll blow you away So they put number on the television Mr. Gardner Oh yeah A messed up generation put the pressure on you You're a coward, uh-huh Yeah Yeahey A messed up generation Ahhhhhh Ahhh Ahhhh Fear the voices you hear today If you still have choices we'll blow you away We can see right through you, we're awake Send your men and we are all awake Awake, awake, awake, awake Wake, awake, awake, awake Fear the voices you hear today If you still have choices we'll blow you away Fear the voices, fear the voices, fear the voices, fear the voices |
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from Alice In Chains - Bank Heist [single] (1999)
Man In The Box
I'm the man in the box Buried in my shit Won't you come and save me, save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut I'm the dog who gets beat Shove my nose in shit Won't you come and save me, save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut |
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from Alice In Chains - Bank Heist [single] (1999)
Them Bones
I believe them bones are me Some say we're born into the grave I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them bones Dust rise right on over my time Empty fossil of the new scene I feel so alone, gonna wind up a Big ole pile a them bones Toll due bad dream come true I lie dead gone under red sky I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them... I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them... I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them bones |
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from Alice In Chains - Bank Heist [single] (1999)
Would
by Alice in Chains Know me broken by my master Teach thee on child of love here after Into the flood again Same old trip it was back then So I made a big mistake Try to see it once my way Drifting body it's sole desertion Flying not yet quite the notion Into the flood again Same old trip it was back then So I made a big mistake Try to see it once my way Into the flood again Same old trip it was back then So I made a big mistake Try to see it once my way Am I wrong? Have I run too far to get home Have I gone? And left you here alone Am I wrong? Have I run too far to get home Have I gone? And left you here alone If I would, could you? |
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from Alice In Chains - Bank Heist [single] (1999)
Grind
In the darkest hole You'd be well advised Not to plan my funeral before the body dies Come the morning light It's a see-through show What you may have heard and what you think you know Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth won't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside Sure to play a part So you love the game And in truth your lies become one and same I could set you free Rather hear the sound Of your body breaking as I take you down Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth won't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside In the darkest hole You'd be well advised Not to plan my funeral before the body dies Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth won't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth won't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside |
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from Alice In Chains - Bank Heist [single] (1999)
No Excuses
It's alright There comes a time Got no patience to search For peace of mind Layin' low Want to take it slow No more hiding or Disguising truths I've sold Everyday it's something Hits me all so cold Find me sittin' by myself No excuses, then I know It's okay Had a bad day Hands are bruised from Breaking rocks all day Drained and blue I bleed for you You think it's funny, well You're drowning in it too Everyday it's something Hits me all so cold Find me sittin' by myself No excuses, then I know Yeah, it's fine We'll walk down the line Leave our rain, a cold Trade for warm sunshine You my friend I will defend And if we change, well I Love you anyway Everyday it's something Hits me all so cold Find me sittin' by myself No excuses, then I know |
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from Alice In Chains - Bank Heist [single] (1999)
Get Born Again
Sad suffering I knew you when FAIR WEATHER friend of mine I try not to think I merely blink Hope to wish away the lies... I... Can you protect Me when I'm wrecked I'll pretend you're still alive I choose the day One death and grey, Thick fog, I hide and smile Clear all your sins Get born again Just repeat a couple lies Lies... yeah Sad suffering..... Get born again.... |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
I feel the fear take hold
Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse this gift And hope you'll never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Chalking up my dead friends And loved ones long gone I feel the fear take hold Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse my gift And hope you never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Thinking 'bout my dead friends Whose voices ring on |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Don't deny I did you cold
I broke your trust and lied Controlling, selfish, gossip abound Cocaine mouth over mind And I say... I wash my hands, pull the slivers No master plan, I deliver Enigma wrapped in riddle Your life I belittle Dignity I'd steal Now I know how it feels Stubborn bastard, hard head knocking We had our good years too Though apart, you're still in my heart I'd give anything for you And I say... I wash my hands, pull the splinters No master plan, I deliver Enigma wrapped in riddle Your life I belittle Dignity I'd steal Now I know how it feels Often heard, seldom seen Bargain Basement Howard Hughes Hermit phase, a woodshed rage These days headlines are few And I say... I wash my hands, pull the splinters No master plan, I deliver Enigma wrapped in riddle Your life I belittle Dignity I'd steal Now I know how it feels |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Alabama trailer park they call home
Boy standing at attention in the corner his own Terrified, scorpion crawling the wall By the way father, could you please beat me some more? Anger rising up inside him yet again Tell me you got a plan Deaf and blind I'm living with the lepers and You want to hold my hand Cold Alaska, hiding, bundled up tight Stretch aluminum foil 'cross the window at night Mother crying, calling out up the stairs By the way father, do you even care that I'm scared? Chorus Repeat chorus with "Devil rising up inside him yet again" Generation three, solitary, alone By the way father, created hell on my own Chorus |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Homely, thick in mind, never listen
Worn, tired, siren drawn, tunnel vision Don't forget this chance only live once Sprung, hypnotized by light, had to get some Get it all She said I forgive you Don't regret our time You've got to move on love Angel eyes Four years and still I dream Agonize Such beauty not since seen Bow down, piper leading, you were one Hungry, took the prize, then you got dumb Don't live out your life like a sad song Sprung, hypnotized by light, had to get some Get it all She said I forgive you You must too or die You've got to let me go Angel eyes Four years and still I dream Agonize Such beauty not since seen Angel eyes Your face is all I see Agonize Forever haunting me |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
There's no out, downside up for good
No light, reflection understood Had to try, perversion satisfied Insane...so I indulge the beast awhile When hurting yourself feels right And there's nothing familiar in sight Take the time to pull the weeds choking flowers in your life... Or seal your doom Cold transparent blue Locked inside a room In solitude There's no flesh, my own ghost awaits Unclean, defiled, hallucinatory state Lust, sloth, not my only sins It's just how, when it's time, on a degradation trip...yeah When hurting yourself feels right Long gone the will to fight Take the time to pull the weeds choking flowers in your life... Or seal your doom Cold transparent blue Locked inside a room In solitude Insanity takes you So black it's untrue So black it's untrue |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Going down a last act scene
Curtain call begin bowing Self-appointed abuse king Hellbound, that's my belief Black eat white, cassette thrill Whatever come, eat your fill Choke on bones, flowing stream long stilled The truth is to some degree we all steal Hey now Come 'round Hellbound Going way down Justified, a self-made man All I do is do what I can Edges sharpened, blasted sand Bizarre, devoted fan Black eat white, cassette thrill Whatever come, eat your fill Choke on bones, flowing theme blown will The truth is to some degree we all steal Hey now Come 'round Hellbound Going to stay down Washington, a fish belly rust Sad chapter read last page first Black eat white, cassette thrill Whatever come, eat your fill Choke on bones, flowing dream now killed The truth is to some degree we all steal Yeah... Hey now Come 'round Hellbound Going way down |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Give it a name, get it out of your home
Out in your backwoods a doghouse you own Give it a name like a howling blue hound Chasing your fears man he's hunting you down Give it a name, get it out of your eye Come from the dockland got your low hangin' high Give it a name, though you call yourself saved She's deep on your bone and it won't go away Slowly all the roles we act out become our identity And in the end we are what we pretend to be Give it a name, get it out of your home Out in your backwoods a doghouse you own Give it a name like a howling blue hound Chasing your fears man he's hunting you down Give it a name, get it out of your eye Come from the dockland got your low hangin' high Give it a name, though you call yourself saved She's deep on your bone and it won't go away Slowly all the roles we act out become our identity And in the end we are what we pretend to be Separating self from dream, harsh reality And though it hurts, embrace the truth and from fear be set free |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Day break, wind is blowing strong
No escape, caught on a reef in the storm Castaway, licking his cracked lips sore Patient, waits, hoping the rats reach the shore...yeah...yeah Yesterday, seems a lifetime now Remembering, those he left and how Out in space, laughing at all below Island stage, plays to his thoughts and ego...yeah...yeah Dusk fall, fading sun, no fire light Memories amplify his plight Gathering, searching for shelter above Feel the sting, choking on hoarded love...yeah...yeah Thin, cold, tired...castaway |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Should I live so long
To see 'em dropping bombs Hope I have you near Check out what comes after here...what comes after here Generation turned a chemical tribe Don't really care if we live or die Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out and it's no surprise Let the black odds roll Why we can't tell Ball inside Roll me over is this hell...is this hell? Generation turned a chemical tribe Don't really care if we live or die Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out I can't tell you why No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Possibly more truth than fable Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Generation turned a chemical tribe Been sold out let me say goodbye No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Possibly more truth than fable No last supper rite Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Born in ending times Leaning more toward Cain than Abel Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table Could it be more truth than fable? |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Caine
Caine What was your name? Damn glad to meet ya Never been to your place, but I know it Twitching embrace, show me the spider Try to disappear, back crack in the sofa Caine Caine Caine Slow poison working inside Descending in shadow, cocoon me then bite Caine spider give to me pain Got a caterpillar body and a butterfly brain Caine Caine What day is today? Don't I know you? 19 and bold, bitten in Houston Out to the car, picked up a spider Anesthetize your face, loser beside ya Slow poison working inside Descending in shadow, cocoon me then bite Caine spider give to me pain Got a caterpillar body and a butterfly brain Spun monkeys on the railroad track Take me to the caine field I walk along pick my spiderbite My old man wonders where I'm at I'm still a child, guess I keep trying to pay him back Arrogance stains, threading your silk tomb Steady she drain, spider digest you Slow poison working inside Descending in shadow, cocoon me then bite Caine spider give to me pain Got a caterpillar body and a butterfly brain |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
Everything you heard I did and maybe then some ok
Does it make you happy and now is it out of the way? Everything you heard I done and probably then some ok Does it really matter of course I took it all the way What more can I say Locked on--what's the deal? Faded rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Every word you read is true, baby I won't deny Don't you push me over, I ain't even finished my ride Every word you read is true and maybe that is a lie Strap session closing and I'm a-going out of my mind What more can I say Locked on--what's the deal? Falling rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Locked on--what's the deal? Faded rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Every song I wrote I meant what I said at the time Yeah I spent some time looking death right in the eye Every song I wrote I captured a fragment of time Dying a little bit makes you appreciate life Nothing more to say Locked on--what's the deal? Faded rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Locked on--what's the deal? Falling rock star, push and needle You don't know, well that's alright You do your thing, I'll live my life Locked on Locked on |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip (2003)
All dreams have died, along the way
I coughed up the price, I bought a cage I've had a hell of a time since I went away Don't know when I died, or where to lay down Gone, gone away Yeah gone, gone away God knows I've tried, I'm dyed in pain Strong yet simple drive, the freedom to say I've had a hell of a time since I went away Homing on traces of light, that distance fades Yeah I'm gone, gone away Yeah I'm gone, gone away So they say with time, we slowly heal I caught a flash of your smile, through the fog of a dream I'll have a hell of a time, I clearly see I can't be by your side, I'll see you when I sleep Now you're gone...gone away Yeah you're gone...gone away |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
Once round outside and check the door Only thing he came here lookin' for One man wasting another man One hand washes the other hand Born traitor, soul fader Stoplight flashes in the street Injected concrete hide bloody feet Armed and shining in his hands Cold metallic green, he don't give a damn Born traitor, soul fader Down come the hammer, fall my god, you say Once again the big dog has his day One man wasting another man One hand washes the other hand Born traitor, soul fader One man wasting another man Born traitor One hand washes the other hand Born traitor One man wasting another man Born traitor One hand washes the other hand Soul fader |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
I like to sit Do nothing at home I disappear turn off the phone I lose myself Hide from the sun I make a trip, when I'm out of fun I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all I cut you in, don't let it go to your head I cut you in, part time friend I call you up Whenever I'm stoned We chew the skin, choke on the bones You wonder when I'll go away If I could deal with it, I would have stayed I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all I cut you in, don't let it go to your head I cut you in, part time friend I Like to sit Do nothing at home I disappear turn off the phone I lose myself Hide from the sun I make a trip, when I'm out of fun I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all I cut you in, don't let it go to your head I cut you in, part time friend I cut you in I cut you in I cut you in, don't let it go to your head I cut you in, part time friend |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
She won't tell me lies She want to see me smile, yeah Every time you let it show I didn't want to know By the time i had lost my soul You had to go She come, in disguise I want to say goodbye, yeah Every time i let it show You didn't want to know By the time i had lost my soul You had to go You had to go Love's strong, mine gone Still have the time to sing my song Love's strong, mine gone Still have the time to sing my song Still have the time to sing my song Still have the time to sing my song She got her own way Same as yesterday, yeah Every time you let it show I didn't want to know By the time i had sold my soul You had to go You had to go Love's strong, mine gone Still have the time to sing my song Still have the time to sing my song Love's strong, mine gone Still have the time to sing my song Still have the time to sing my song Still not a crime to sing my song |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
Though you're always on my mind Found a sickness that was mine Chose a life out on the run All alone inside this game Until I'm done Sometimes I don't think I can trust myself no more Seems I've failed you all my life Youthful dreams you'd be my wife Before I fall into the sun If there never is again You were the one Sometimes I don't think I can trust myself no more So I don't feel that I can love you anymore On this settling down Oh I better lay down and rest awhile On this settling down Oh I better lay down and rest awhile Sometimes I don't think I can trust myself no more And I don't know if I can love you anymore On this settling down Oh I better lay down and rest awhile On this settling down Oh I better lay down and rest awhile And I say no |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
Through windows by my bed Miles away I rest my weary head Next to you No coldness in my eye Cut the skin and take my sorry hide Cover you Make love with you It bleeds upon my back Strapped with silver tacks Wish I'd loved you more And never shut that door The waves that run the shore Wash away the stones of pain we bore I tortured you I tried to drown my hate Underneath an ocean I still wait Remembering you, always true It bleeds upon my back Strapped with silver tacks Wish I'd loved you more And never shut that door Restitution day All I have I give away To be with you If it breaks my back Through windows by my bed Miles away I rest my weary head Next to you Coldness in my eye Cut the skin and take my sorry hide Cover you Make love with you It bleeds upon my back Strapped with silver tacks Wish I'd loved you more And never shut that door Restitution day All I have I give away To be with you If it breaks my back |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
If you ever torch your bridges If you're ever past the starlight If you're ever unassured Forever you will burn As you sleep unearthly grace Lay Jesus hands upon your face To this sea you've been shot down Now find the shore, it can be found Can be found Can be found If you ever crack your small mind If you're ever much disturbed If you ever reach the shore Forever be your turn As you sleep unearthly grace Lay Jesus hands upon your face To this sea you've been shot down Now find the shore, it can be found Can be found Can be found |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
Clear on the road tonight Headlamps shine on the one-way signs I try to clear my head Of thoughts better left unsaid Runnin' down an old elusive high One more time The wind upon my face No one here for to block my way I wake the setting sun Bullet shot by a thoughtful gun Runnin' down an old elusive high Did I lose you Oh friend of mine Is it in your hardened heart to Trust me one more time See, I'm tryin' to shake that same Devil from my side Always watchin' me, yeah Laughing while I cry While I cry Gunnin' down an old elusive high One more time Clear on the road tonight Headlamps shine on the mileage signs Not much further to go I laugh and I'm almost home Gunnin' down an old elusive high Did I lose you Oh friend of mine Is it in your hardened heart to Trust me one more time See, I'm tryin' to shake that old Devil from my side Always taunting me, yeah Laughing while I cry While I cry Runnin' down an old elusive high One more time One more time |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
Haven't seen her, she hit the wall last night Bumped his head low, a cause-effected fight She says she ain't gonna take it no more (golden ring around her finger) But she won't ever set him free (golden ring around his finger) Come to find out, she'd been with someone else So it's a bitch now, he sees it in himself Long before we, teachers of our game On a bent lord, it tends to get insane She says she ain't gonna take it no more (golden ring around her finger) But she's not gonna set him free He keeps the light on, prepare for war Severed past gone, it's all the same today Cannibalistic, eating themselves away She says she ain't gonna take it no more (golden ring around her finger) But she's not gonna set him free 'Cause he keeps the light on, prepare for war He keeps the light on, prepare for war (golden ring around her finger) He keeps the light on, prepare for war (golden ring around his finger) Fill me Kill me |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
I would like to know How you cage a bird aflight Feathers bright To show your might Are you such a stone Smile greasy, you pick my bones Crawl inside Have you no life Hard times on the refugee Keep a sidesteppin' over me Not sure but you think you might Can you see when there is no light Tell me once again That you'd like to be my friend While we run A race of one Do you feel the same My head hung high in shame You install A trophy wall Hard times on the refugee Keep a sidesteppin' over me Not sure but you think you might Can you see when there is no light Please me Satisfy One request Choose to live... |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
His hands are clenched His knuckles white He got a gun And gave up the fight When I found out I couldn't even cry Well I am now And I'm tryin' to figure out why I'll save it for you You save me from me And the hole in my head I can see Tell her I love her Tell the kids that I loved them Oh, it's a bad dream I've got only time Yeah, it's a bad dream I've got only time You know it's a bad dream I've got only time I wish it was a bad dream I wish it was a bad dream 'Cause it's gonna hurt a long time, yeah He lies awake With saddened eyes Sleeping babies Keeping him alive I'll save it for you You save me from me And the hole in my head I can see Tell her I love her Tell the kids that I loved them Oh, it's a bad dream I've got only time Yeah, it's a bad dream I've got only time You know it's just a bad dream I've got only time I wish it was a bad dream I've got only time I wish it was a bad dream 'Cause it's gonna hurt a long time, yeah |
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from Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot (1998)
goin' to California, try and find my head gonna swim in the ocean until I'm dead let the infection spread on my way to Texas, drive upon my ranch gonna take you fishin' up Big Branch well, now you're my catch somewhere in between the wrong and right we fight it's fair to say that in your eyes I'm wrong, and in my mind that's alright somewhere in between the wrong and right we fight it's fair to say that in your eyes I'm wrong, and in my mind that's alright off in New York City, good to see some friends scratched my nose upon a barette on her head laid up in a rental bed then back home to Seattle, fed the monkey man I proceed to throw up all over my hand well, it ain't so bad somewhere in between the wrong and right we fight it's fair to say that in your eyes I'm wrong, and in my mind... somewhere in between the wrong and right we fight it's fair to say that in your eyes I'm wrong, and in my mind that's alright that's alright that's alright that's alright |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
We Die Young
Scary's on the wall Scary's on his way Watch where you spit I'd advise you wait until it's over Then you got hit And you shoulda known better And we die young Faster we run Down, down, down you're rollin' Watch the blood float in the muddy sewer Take another hit And bury your brother CHORUS Scary's on the wall Scary's on his way Another alley trip Bullet seeks the place to bend you over Then you got hit And you shoulda known better Faster we run And we die young |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Man In The Box
I'm the man in the box Buried in my shit Won't you come and save me, save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut I'm the dog who gets beat Shove my nose in shit Won't you come and save me, save me Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut? Jesus Christ, deny your maker He who tries, will be wasted Feed my eyes now you've sewn them shut |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Sea Of Sorrow
Mind, of destructive taste I choose... to stroll amongst the waste That was your heart Lost in the dark Call off the chase Walls of thought, strong and high As my castle crumbles with time... I think of you Oh, yes I do Such a crime CHORUS You opened fire...and your mark was true You opened fire...aim my smilin’ skull at you You opened fire... I live tomorrow, you I’ll not follow As you wallow in a sea of sorrow Lines cut across my face Why you laugh at my disgrace I’ll never know How far to go To reach that place CHORUS |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Bleed The Freak
My cup runneth over Like blood from a stone These stand for me Name your god and bleed the freak I like to see How you all would bleed for me When the pig runs slower Let the arrow fly When the sin lies bolder I'll pluck out thine eye These stand for me Name your god and bleed the freak I like to see How you all would bleed for me If you scorn my lover Satan got your thigh If you steal in hunger I will kick you when you try These stand for me Name your god and bleed the freak I like to see How you all would bleed for me (In Backround) "All these things that you've done for me, Have left me so... FUCKING TIRED I'm not saying that you haven't done a lot of good, But if there's one thing you can do, You can BLEED FOR ME, BLEED FOR ME" These stand for me Name your god and bleed the freak I like to see How you all would bleed for me These stand for me Name your god and bleed the freak I like to see How you all would bleed for me |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Turn around you say 'Scuse the 'tude but I haven't eaten today And my eyes are turning grey What's your name? CHORUS I can't remember...I can't remember Bring me down you try Feel the pain and keep it all in till you die Without eyes you cannot cry Who's to blame? CHORUS Remember identity, the visions in my mind from Screamin' at me And mama, mama, ooh...my angry brains of infancy Knocked down but I have enough hate to breathe, down your throat and steal your energy You took everyting but my will to be Now the loss of your god won't make me bleed I am alive |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Love, Hate, Love
I tried to love you I thought I could I tried to own you I thought I would I want to peel the skin from your face Before the real you lays to waste You told me I'm the only one Sweet little angel you should have run Lying, crying, dying to leave Innocence creates my hell Cheating myself still you know more It would be so easy with a whore Try to understand me little girl My twisted passion to be your world Lost inside my sick head I live for you but I'm not alive Take my hand before I kill Still love you, I still burn Yeah,,,Love, hate, love (3x) Oooh, Love, hate, love Yeah,,, Love, hate, love |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
There I was, laid out on a table Screamin' sweat and bare feet to the floor In my life, I'd not soften Things that cut, and burn so often But I sit, think of somethin' S cared to face, the dyin' nothin' CHORUS See the cycle I've waited for It ain't like that anymore Where I go is when I feel I'm able How I fight is why I'm feelin' sore In my sight, not forgotten Feel as though, a tooth were rotten Behind the smile, a tongue that's slippin' Buzzards cry, when flesh is rippin' Here I sit writing on the paper Trying to make the words you can't ignore In my mind, what I'm lacking Score at face, a ten for slacking Sign the deal, set in motion S maller fish, so huge the ocean CHORUS |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Sunshine
One, a-one time, yeah Am I too contagious Full of sick desire Am I that I promise Burning corpsed pyre Then some dude came down to touch the Mother Mother touched, and dude ain’t here no more Am I your reflection Melting mirror smile Am I worth the value Do my love defile Then some dude came down to touch the Mother Mother touched and dude ain’t here no more Ain’t no day the sun don’t crack Try brand some name across my back so you care? Find someone to tell you CHORUS Sunshine... sweet love my labor Don’t mind... I don’t care no more Can you face the queston? Is my soul entire? CHORUS |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Put Your Down
Heatbreaker, feelin’ alright Body over... mind It’s slower, reduction is addictive too Personality overview CHORUS I can see what the cost will be You know I don’t need you I just can’t put you down I can see what it all means to me Honey I don’t need you I just can’t put you down Hard drinker... feelin’ all right Your maker... mine It’s slower... reduction is addictive too Personality overview CHORUS Put you down, down, down, gonna put you down Put you down, down, down, gonna put you down Put you down, down, down, gonna put you down Put you down, down, down, gonna put you down Everything you buy is for the jingle Every time you lie it’s all the same And if you need a rhyme to kill the singer Shoot me dead before I may be through |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Confusion
there’s no time to give at all I cause yo grief and blow my hatred Further in your mind You ureach, I run, you fall On skinned knees you crawl CHORUS I want to set you free, recognize my disease Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering You’re there crying, I feel not a thing Drilling my way deeper in your head Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, dead So you sit and think of love I wait, hate all the more, I fall On skinned knees I crawl I want to set you free, recognize my disease Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering You’re there crying, I feel not a thing Drilling my way deeper in your head Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, dead Now there’s time to give it all I put my fears behind again On skinned knees we’ll crawl I want to set you free, recognize my disease Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering You’re there crying, I feel not a thing Drilling my way deeper in your head Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, dead Love, sex, pain, confusion, suffering |
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from Alice In Chains - Facelift (1990)
Real Thing
I messed around as a little boy I grew up, made the blade my new toy Friends said boy with what you screwin' around I said Don't concern yourselves and just Gimme another blast Yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah Under the hill, with just a few notches on my belt Take it away, don't want no more Even if you say just one more I won't leave you alone, I grew up, went into rehab You know the doctors never did me no good They said son you're gonna be a new man I said thank you very much and Can I borrow fifty bucks? Yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah Under the hill, with just a few notches on my belt Taake it away, don't want no more Even if you say just one more I won't leave you alone 'Cause I'm goin' down the steps on a white line } Goin' down the steps on a white line Goin' down the steps on a white line Straight to nowhere } I messed around as a little boy I grew up, made the blade my new toy Friends said boy with what you fuckin' around I said Oh my God and here we go again, Yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah Under the hill, with just a few notches on my belt Take it away, don't want no more, no more Even if you say just one more I won't leave you alone 'Cause I'm goin' down the steps on a white line Goin' down the steps on a white line Goin' down the steps on a white line Straight to nowhere } Follow me down... Sexual chocolate baby |
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from Alice In Chains - Sap [ep] (1992)
Frozen in the place I hide
Not afraid to paint my sky with Some who say I've lost my mind Brother try and hope to find You were always so far away I know that pain so don't you run away Like you used to do Roses in a vase of white Bloodied by the thorns beside the leaves That fall because my hand is pulling them hard as I can You were always so far away I know that pain and I won't run away Like I used to do Pictures in a box at home Yellowing and green with mold So I can barely see your face Wonder how that color taste You were always so far away I know the way so don't you run away Like you used to do Like you used to do |
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from Alice In Chains - Sap [ep] (1992)
Yeh, it goes away
All of this and more of nothing in my life No color clay Individuality not safe As of now I bet you got me wrong So unsure you run from something strong I can't let go Threadbare tapestry unwinding slow Feel a tortured brain Show your belly like you want me to As of now I bet you got me wrong So unsure you run from something strong I haven't felt like this in so long Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love That don't last forever Something's gotta turn out right You sugar taste Sweetness doesn't often touch my face Stay if you please You may not be here when I leave As of now I bet you got me wrong So unsure we reach for something strong I haven't felt like this in so long Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love Strong, I haven't felt like this in so long Wrong, in a sense too far gone from love That don't last forever Something's gotta turn out right |
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from Alice In Chains - Sap [ep] (1992)
Inside always trying to get back inside
But it's so hard to penetrate pig-thick skin I'm 'bout as low as I can get I'd leave but I can't forget Still I wonder why it ain't right, mmm it ain't right, oooh Ain't right, mmm it ain't right, yeah 'Bout as low as she can get She'll leave me but she won't forget And she wonders why she ain't right, she ain't right Ain't right, she ain't right Now we're as low as we can get Can't leave and can't forget We ain't right, we ain't right Not right, we ain't right Well it's hard to believe that somebody tricked you when you can see you were only high It's all up to you so you gamble flat on your face and into the fire |
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from Alice In Chains - Sap [ep] (1992)
Loneliness it shadows me, quicker than darkness
Crawls to the surface of my skin, visibly surrounded by it Black is all I feel, so this is how it feels to be free Surrounded by empty souls, artificial courage used And because so, once was mine I walk this maze alone Black is all I feel, so this is how it feels to be free The man's beside himself, man's below himself Man's behind himself, Am I inside myself Chaos and hate shadow me, pain it fills me up Only one thing makes me feel, missing better half of me Black is all I feel, so this is how it feels to be free The man's beside himself, man's below himself Man's behind himself, Am I inside myself |
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from Alice In Chains - Sap [ep] (1992)
Love song take one
I love you, I'm not coming back bitch I think I should say something I can't see, I can't feel anything, I can't I can't Wash my face, cut out my teeth and tell me to grin MY GUMS ARE BLEEDING! MY GUMS ARE BLEEDING! I hate you, I hate you Get a fucking haircut! Go fuck yourself Rae Dong Chung (5x) Get something, get, get them, get them Get them, get the fuckin' midget Get the midget (2x) Get the fuckin midget Kiss the fuckin' midget "Where the deer and antelope play..." Kiss the midget (4x) "That was perfect, you guys, that was great!" |
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from Alice In Chains - Dirt (1992)
I believe them bones are me
Some say we're born into the grave I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them bones Dust rise right on over my time Empty fossil of the new scene I feel so alone, gonna wind up a Big ole pile a them bones Toll due bad dream come true I lie dead gone under red sky I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile a them bones |
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from Alice In Chains - Dirt (1992)
I broke you in the canyon
I drowned you in the lake You a snake that I would trample Only thing I'd not embrace Oh, you couldn't dam that river And maybe I don't give a damn anyway So you couldn't dam that river And it washed me so far away I pushed and then you stumbled I kicked you in the face You stare at me so hollow Got to keep that killin' pace Oh, you couldn't dam that river And maybe I don't give a damn anyway So you couldn't dam that river And it washed me so far away I burned the place around you I hit you with a rake You piss upon my candle So proving you're a fake Oh, you couldn't dam that river And maybe I don't give a damn anyway So you couldn't dam that river And it washed me so far away |
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from Alice In Chains - Dirt (1992)
Is she ready to know my frustration?
What she slippin' inside, slow castration I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me Did she come here to try, try to take me Did she call my name? I think it's gonna rain When I die Was it something I said, held against me? Ain't no life on the run, slowly climbing Caught in ice so she stares, stares at nothing I can help her but won't, now she hates me She won't let me hide She don't want me to cry Will she keep on the ground, trying to ground me Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me Could she love me again, or will she hate me Prob'ly not, I know why, can't explain me |
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from Alice In Chains - Dirt (1992)
What the hell am I?
Thousand eyes, a fly Lucky then I'd be In one day deceased Sickman, sickman, sickman I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer When my thoughts become my biggest fear Ah, what's the difference, I'll die In this sick world of mine What the hell am I? Leper from inside Inside wall of peace Dirty and diseased Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman I can see the end is getting near I won't rest until my head is clear Ah, what's the difference, I'll die In this sick world of mine Can you see the end? Choke on me my friend Must to drown these thoughts Purity over rot "Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair With head high and eyes alert I tread on a plane of many We who are of good nature and intention, But cannot touch on the dark Recesses of memory And pain learned, so come walk With me, feel the pain, And release it..." What the hell am I? Worn eroded pride Saddened 10 miles wide I'm gonna let it slide Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer When my thoughts become my biggest fear Ah, what's the difference, I'll die In this sick world of mine Ahh, |
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