Alice In Chains

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
See myself molded in clay
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid
Changing the shape of his face
Candles red I have a pair
Shadows dancing everywhere
burning on the angry chair
Little boy made a mistake
Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees, time to pray, boy
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
I don't mind, yeah,
I don't mind, I-I-I