Alice In Chains Little Bitter Lyrics

Little Bitter Lyrics

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 okay 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 breakin', 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

Dark in a sea of my seeds

And the tears on which you feed, you feed



The body is a temple, a dormant alter

To where infantile men lie around

Itching and nibbling for a small piece of sanity

Of which you can not give, shit



Individuality

Buying pennies with my soul

And a little heaven spent

While the hell I'm taking



Thieves, parasites, hide from life

You know they'll remember me

They are abhorred in self-worth

All that matters much to me, yeah