Alice In Chains - Little Bitter lyrics

How the mind does shout for rest When the bodies shaken, yeah Oh, the tightness in my chest Still your leaves I'm raking Lord, is this a test Was it fun creating, yeah? My God's a little sick And he wants me crazy Who are you, who can say It's okay to live through me? Live to be part of me You're a wrinkled magazine, yeah Was it something that I said? Was it how they're breakin', yeah I'm so selfish, paying your rent While your blood I'm taking You spend me like a tree Dirty dollar bills for leaves Dark in a sea of my seeds And the tears on which you feed, you feed The body is a temple, a dormant alter To where infantile men lie around Itching and nibbling for a small piece of sanity Of which you can not give, sh** Individuality Buying pennies with my soul And a little heaven spent While the hell I'm taking Thieves, parasites, hide from life You know they'll remember me They are abhorred in self-worth All that matters much to me, yeah