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