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A Little Bitter - Alice In Chains

How the mind does shout for rest

When the bodies shaken yeah

Oh the tightness in my chest

Still your leaves I'm raking

Lord is this a test

Was it fun creating yeah

My god's a little sick

And he wants me crazy

Who
Are you

Who can say

It's ok to live through me

Live to be

Part of me

You're a wrinkled magazine

Yeah

Was it something that I said

Was it how they're breaking yeah

I'm so selfish paying your rent

While your blood I'm taking

You

Spend me
Like a tree

Dirty dollar bills for leaves

Dark in a sea

Of my seeds

And the tears on which you feed

You feed

The body is a temple
A dormant alter
To where infantile men lie around

Itching and nibbling

For a small piece of sanity
Of which you can not give

Sh*t

Individuality

Buying pennies with my soul

And a little Heaven spent

While the Hell I'm taking

Thieves

Parasites

Hide from life

You know they'll remember me

They are abhored

In self-worth

All that matters much to me