Alice In Chains

Dirt



Them Bones
I believe them bones are me
Some say we're born into the grave
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big old pile a them bones




Dust rise right on over my time
Empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a
Big ole pile a them bones




Toll due bad dream come true
I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones




Dam That River
I broke you in the canyon
I drowned you in the lake
You a snake that I would trample
Only thing I'd not embrace




Oh, you couldn't dam that river
And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
And it washed me so far away




I pushed and then you stumbled
I kicked you in the face
You stare at me so hollow
Got to keep that killin' pace




Oh, you couldn't dam that river
And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
And it washed me so far away




I burned the place around you
I hit you with a rake
You piss upon my candle
So proving you're a fake




Rain When I Die
Is she ready to know my frustration?
What she slippin' inside, slow castration
I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me
Did she come here to try, try to take me




Did she call my name?
I think it's gonna rain
When I die




Was it something I said, held against me?
Ain't no life on the run, slowly climbing
Caught in ice so she stares, stares at nothing
I can help her but won't, now she hates me




She won't let me hide
She don't want me to cry




Will she keep on the ground, trying to ground me
Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me
Could she love me again, or will she hate me
Prob'ly not, I know why, can't explain me




Sickman
What the hell am I?
Thousand eyes, a fly
Lucky then I'd be
In one day deceased




Sickman, sickman, sickman




I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear




Ah, what's the difference, I'll die
In this sick world of mine




What the hell am I
Leper from inside
Inside wall of peace
Dirty and diseased




Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman




I can see the end is getting near
I won't rest until my head is clear



Can you see the end?
Choke on me my friend
Must to drown these thoughts
Purity over rot




Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair
With head high and eyes alert
I tread on a plane of many




We who are of good nature and intention,
But cannot touch on the dark
Recesses of memory
And pain learned, so come walk
With me, feel the pain,
And release it




What the hell am I worn eroded pride
Saddened 10 mile wide
I'm gonna let it slide




Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman




I can feel the wheel, but I can't steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ahh, etc., etc.




Rooster
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Ain't found a way to kill me yet
Eyes burn with stinging sweat
Seems every path leads me to nowhere
Wife and kids household pet
Army green was no safe bet
The bullets scream to me from somewhere




Here they come to snuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster
You know he ain't gonna die




Walkin' tall machine gun man
They spit on me in my home land
Gloria sent me pictures of my boy
Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death
My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath
Oh god please won't you help me make it through




Junkhead
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A good night, the best in a long time
A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy




What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot




Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks




Are you happy? I am, man.
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothing to me
'Cause your life is empty and bare




You can't understand a user's mind
But try, with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and opened your mind
I'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad




Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!




Dirt
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I have never felt such frustration
Or lack of self control
I want you to kill me
And dig me under, I wanna live no more




One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
For me




I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol
In my mouth, on my tongue
I want you to scrape me from the walls
And go crazy like you've made me




You, you are so special
You have the talent to
Make me feel like dirt
And you, you use your
Talent to dig me under
And cover me with dirt




God Smack
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Care not for the men who wonder
Straw that broke your back, you're under
Cast all them aside who care
Empty eyes and dead end stare




Don't you know that none are blind
To the lie, and you think I don't find what you hide?




What in God's name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun




For the horse you've grown much fonder
Than for me, that I don't ponder
As the hair of one who bit you
Smiling bite your own self, too




And I think that you're not blind
To the ones you left behind
I'll be here




So be yearning all your life
Twisting, turning like a knife




Now you know the reasons why
Can't get high, or you will die
Or you'll die




So your sickness weighs a ton
And God's name is smack for some




Hate To Feel
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What's gone wrong, I can't see straight
Been too long, so full of hate




What the fuck will it take
Drown myself in my wake
Another shaggy D.A.
Now a dog, shake my leg
Plastic man, paper face
Candy heart, what a waste
Gotta change, set a date




Stare at me with empty eyes and
Point your words at me
Mirror on the wall will show you
What you're scared to see




I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)
I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)




So climb the walls,
Thin my blood now
And I crawl, back to bed now




What the hell, gotta rest
Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set




Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the shit's sustenance




All this time I swore I'd never
Be like my old man
What the hay it's time to face
Exactly what I am




Angry Chair
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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
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind




Corporate prison, we stay
I'm a dull boy, work all da y
So I'm strung out anyway




Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away




Saw my reflection and cried
So little hope that I died
Feed me your lies, open wide
Weight of my heart, not the size




Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray




Down In A Hole
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Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb...in bloom




Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who won't let himself be




Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, losin' control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied




Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
of my feelings beneath




Oh I want to be inside of you




Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, out of control




I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied




Would?
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Know me broken by my master
Teach thee on child of love hereafter




Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way




Drifting body it's sole desertion
Flying not yet quite the notion

Am I wrong?
Have I run too far to get home
Have I gone?
And left you here alone
If I would, could you?

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