Jerry Cantrell

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 Im out of fun
I cut you in, come on lets go for a fall
I cut you in, and you aint leavin at all
I cut you in, dont let it go to your head
I cut you in, part-time friend
I call you up
Whenever Im stoned
We chew the skin, choke on the bones
You wonder when
Ill go away
If I could deal with it, I would have stayed
I cut you in, come on lets go for a fall