Letra da Música: Nutshell (cover Alice in Chains) - Seether

We chase misprinted lies
we face the path of time
and yet i fight
and yet i fight
this battle all alone
no one to cry to
no place to call home

My gift of 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