Nutshell Lyrics

We chase misprinted lies We face the path of time And yet I fight And yet I fight This battle all alone No place to call home No one to cry to Ooh ooh... Ooh ooh... My gift of self is raped Repeating in my head And yet I find My privacy is raked If I can't be my own And yet I find Ooh ooh... I'd feel better dead Ooh ooh... (Alice In Chains Cover)