Jerry Cantrell
Nutshell
[Verse 1]
We've chased the misprinted lies
We've faced the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone

[Verse 2]
No one to catch you
No place to call home

[Verse 3]
My gift to self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can't be my own
I'd feel better dead