Jerry Cantrell

Alabama trailer park they call home Boys standing at attention in the corner, his own Dirt fight, scorpion crawling the wall By the way Father, could you please beat me some more? Anger rising up inside him yet again Tell me you've got a plan Deaf an

Once round outside and check the door Only thing he came here lookin' for One man wasting another man One hand washes the other hand Born traitor, soul fader Stoplight flashes in the street Injected concrete hide bloody feet Armed and shining in his

She won't tell me lies She want to see me smile, yeah Every time you let it show I didn't want to know By the time I had lost my soul You had to go She come, in disguise I want to say goodbye, yeah Every time I let it show You didn't want to know By

I don't deny I did you told I broke your trust and line Drolling, selfish, gossip, profound, cocaine mouth over mind I say: I wash my hands of the splinters No master plan i deliver Enigma wrapped in riddle Your life I belittle Dignity in steel Now I

Homely, thick in mind, never listen Worn, tired siren drawn tunnel vision Don't forget this chance only live once Sprung, hypnotized by light, had to get some Get it all She said I forgive you Don't regret our time You've got to move on love Angel ey

I feel the fear take hold Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse this gift and hope you never know Feel like a psychotic break, I'm in a hole Snap into my force, punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break, I'm in a

Going to California Try and find my head Gonna swim in the ocean until I'm dead Let the infection spread On my way to Texas Drive up on my ranch Gonna take you fishin' up big branch Well now you're my catch Somewhere in between the wrong and right We

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 I'm out of fun I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all I cut you in, don't let it go to your head I cut you in, part-time friend I

There's no out, downside up for good No light, reflection understood Had to try, perversion satisfied Insane... So I indulge the beast awhile When hurting yourself feels right And there's nothing familiar in sight Take the time to pull the weeds chok

Give it a name, get it out of your home Out in your backwoods a doghouse you own Give it a name like a howling blue hound Chasing your fears man he's hunting you down Give it a name, get it out of your eye Come from the dockland got your low hangin'