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ALICE IN CHAINS
Music Bank 1999
A Little Bitter текст песни
A Little Bitter
How the mind does shout for rest
When the bodies shaken, yeah
Oh the tightness in my chest
Still your leaves I'm raking
Lord is this a test
Was it fun creating, yeah?
My god's a little sick
And he wants me crazy
Who
Are you
Who can say
It's ok to live through me?
Live to be
Part of me
You're a wrinkled magazine
Yeah
Was it something that I said?
Was it how they're breaking, yeah
I'm so selfish, paying your rent
While your blood I'm taking
You
Spend me
Like a tree
Dirty dollar bills for leaves
Dark in a sea
Of my seeds
And the tears on which you feed
You feed
The body is a temple
A dormant alter
To where infantile men lie around
Itching and nibbling
For a small piece of sanity
Of which you can not give
Shit!
Individuality
Buying pennies with my soul
And a little heaven spent
While the hell I'm taking
Thieves
Parasites
Hide from life
You know they'll remember me
They are abhored
In self-worth
All that matters much to me
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- I Can't Remember
- Sea of Sorrow
- Dam That River
- I Stay Away
- Died
- Junkhead
- Sickman
- I Can't Have You Blues
- Dirt
- Killing Yourself
- Down in a Hole
- Them Bones
- It Ain't Like That
- Love, Hate, Love
- Frogs
- No Excuses
- We Die Young
- Queen of The Rodeo
- Get Born Again
- Social Parasite
- Man in The Box
- A Little Bitter
- God Am
- Nutshell
- What The Hell Have I?
- Again
- God Smack
- Over Now
- The Killer is Me
- Angry Chair
- Grind
- Rain when I Die
- Bleed The Freak
- Hate to Feel
- Head Creeps
- Rooster
- Heaven Beside You
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