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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 - Black Gives Way To Blue (2009)
Hear footsteps creak the floor
The shadows give way Someone outside the door Won't let 'em in Life damaged, gears to grind A rundown, broke machine That steals your peace of mind Before you know, it's gone... (Lay down, lay...) Silence burning, hold your tongue Keep us separate, sullen, dumb Hiding in a darkness under Boiling to the surface, stumble, fall A looking in view, too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life These things I hate in you Also reflect it seems Distortion laced with spite Takes you out of me... Silence burning, hold your tongue Keep us separate, sullen, dumb Hiding in a darkness under Boiling to the surface something Crawling on your skin, discomfort Makes you break and run, stumble, fall A looking in view, too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind A looking in view, too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind |
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from Alice In Chains - Black Gives Way To Blue (2009)
You tried to kill me off
Surprised, I remain A scale tips, impossible Afraid of my own name And I always paid attention to all the lines you crossed Forgive this imperfection, it shows, I know I am the child that lives and cries in the corner Dies in the corner Unloved inside your mind Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system I tried to shake it off You can't remove this stain A scale breaks, impossible Afraid we are the same And you never paid attention to all the lines I crossed Forgive this imperfection, it shows, I know I am the child that lives and cries in the corner Dies in the corner Unloved inside your mind Hides in a corner Dies in a corner Unloved inside your mind Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system Intent obsolescence Built into the system Built into the system |
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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 - Black Gives Way To Blue (2009)
Hope, a new beginning
Time, time to start living Like just before we died There's no going back To the place we started from Hurt, falling through fingers Trust, trust in the feeling There's something left inside There's no going back To the place we started from Ah, all secrets known... Ah, ah, ah, ah Calm, all wounds are healing Strong, truth is worth saving I want to feel alive There's no going back To the place we started from All secrets known Ah All secrets known |
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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 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 (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 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 (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 Alice In Chains - Dirt (1992)
Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air Stomach hurts and I don't care What do I see across the way, hey See myself molded in clay, oh Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid, hey Changing the shape of his face, aw yeah Candles red I have a pair Shadows dancing everywhere Burning on the angry chair Little boy made a mistake, hey Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh All that I want is to play, hey Get on your knees, time to pray, boy I don't mind, yeah I don't mind, I-I-I Lost my mind, yeah But I don't mind, I-I-I Can't find it anywhere I don't mind Corporate prison, we stay, hey I'm a dull boy, work all day, oh So I'm strung out anyway, hey Loneliness is not a phase Field of pain is where I graze Serenity is far away Saw my reflection and cried, hey So little hope that I died, oh Feed me your lies, open wide, hey Weight of my heart, not the size, oh I don't mind, yeah I don't mind, I-I-I Lost my mind, yeah But I don't mind, I-I-I Can't find it anywhere I don't mind, I-I-I Pink cloud has now turned to gray All that I want is to play Get on your knees time to pray, boy |
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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 (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 - 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 - Black Gives Way To Blue (2009)
I don't want to feel no more
it's easy enough to keep calm imitations are clay emptiness is all tomorrow's haunted by your ghost lay down black gives way to blue lay down I'll remember you fading out by the sky consciously bored in changes curtains run down the sky silently sleep on tomorrow's forcing a goodbye lay down black gives way to blue lay down I'll remember you |
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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 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 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 - 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 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 (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 Alice In Chains - Check My Brain [single] (2009)
So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah
A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Check my brain I walk these streets, I creep and I fall, oh yeah When she sang I answered the call, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone I hung my guns and put 'em away, oh yeah The trick of the trade, and by the way, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone Check my brain Check my brain Check my brain |
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from Alice In Chains - Black Gives Way To Blue (2009)
So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah
A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Check my brain I walk these streets, I creep and I fall, oh yeah When she sang I answered the call, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone I hung my guns and put 'em away, oh yeah The trick of the trade, and by the way, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody check my brain Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone Ahhhhhhh Tears that filled my bowl Ahhhhhhh Years expended gone Check my brain Check my brain Check my brain |
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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 (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 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 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 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 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)
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 Alice In Chains - Dirt (1992)
I have never felt such frustration
Or lack of self control I want you to kill me And dig me under, I wanna live no more One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me For me I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol In my mouth, on my tongue I want you to scrape me from the walls And go crazy like you've made me One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me For me You, you are so special You have the talent to make me feel like dirt And you, you use your talent to dig me under And cover me with dirt One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for 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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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 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 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 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 - 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 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 (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 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 - Dirt (1992)
Care not for the men who wonder
Straw that broke your back, you're under Cast all them aside who care Empty eyes and dead end stare Don't you know that none are blind To the lie, and you think I don't find what you hide? What in God's name have you done? Stick your arm for some real fun For the horse you've grown much fonder Than for me, that I don't ponder As the hair of one who bit you Smiling bite your own self, too And I think that you're not blind To the ones you left behind I'll be here What in God's name have you done? Stick your arm for some real fun So be yearning all your life Twisting, turning like a knife Now you know the reasons why Can't get high, or you will die Or you'll die What in God's name have you done? Stick your arm for some real fun So your sickness weighs a ton And God's name is smack for some |
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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 (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 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 - 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 - 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 - Dirt (1992)
What's gone wrong, I can't see straight
Been too long, so full of hate What the fuck will it take Drown myself in my wake Another shaggy D.A. Now a dog, shake my leg Plastic man, paper face Candy heart, what a waste Gotta change, set a date Eat my cake, lick my plate Stare at me with empty eyes and Point your words at me Mirror on the wall will show you What you're scared to see I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all) I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all) Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all) Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all) So climb walls, Thin my blood now And I crawl, back to bed now What the hell, gotta rest Aching pain in my chest Lucky me, now I'm set Little bug for a pet New Orleans, gotta get Pin cushion medicine Used to be curious Now the shit's sustenance All this time I swore I'd never Be like my old man What the hey it's time to face Exactly what I am I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all) I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all) Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all) Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all) What the hell, gotta rest Aching pain in my chest Lucky me, now I'm set Little bug for a pet New Orleans, gotta get Pin cushion medicine Used to be curious Now the shit's sustenance All this time I swore I'd never Be like my old man What the hey it's time to face Exactly who I am I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all) I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all) Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all) Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all) |
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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)
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 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 (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 - 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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