Alice In Chains - Nutshell
We chase misprinted lies
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We face the path of time
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And yet I fight and yet I fight
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This battle all alone
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No one to cry to
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No place to call home
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My gift of self is raped
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My privacy is raked
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And yet I find and yet I find
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Repeating in my head
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If I can't be my own
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I'd feel better dead
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