Alice in Chains "A Little Bitter" lyrics

Translation to:sruk

A Little Bitter

How the mind does shout for restWhen the bodies shaken, yeahOh the tightness in my chestStill your leaves I'm raking

Lord is this a testWas it fun creating, yeah?My god's a little sickAnd he wants me crazy

WhoAre youWho can sayIt's ok to live through me?

Live to bePart of meYou're a wrinkled magazineYeah

Was it something that I said?Was it how they're breaking, yeahI'm so selfish, paying your rentWhile your blood I'm taking

YouSpend meLike a treeDirty dollar bills for leavesDark in a seaOf my seedsAnd the tears on which you feed

You feed

The body is a templeA dormant alterTo where infantile men lie aroundItching and nibblingFor a small piece of sanityOf which you can not give

Shit!

IndividualityBuying pennies with my soulAnd a little Heaven spentWhile the Hell I'm taking

ThievesParasitesHide from lifeYou know they'll remember me

They are abhorredIn self-worthAll that matters much to me

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