מילים לשיר Nutshell – Alice In Chains

We chase misprinted lies
no one to cry to
we face the path of time
and yet i fight
and yet i fight
no place to call home
this battle all alone My gift of self is raped
and yet i find
my privacy is raked
and yet i find
repeating in my head
if i can't be my own
i'd feel better dead.