We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
[- From: http://www.elyrics.net -]My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can't be my own
I'd feel better dead
Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...
Songwriter(s): Layne Staley, Jerry Cantrell, Layne Thomas Staley, Sean H. Kinney
Copyright: Nancylayneco Llc, Shylo Viola Publishing, Buttnugget Publishing, Lungclam Music
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