Alice In Chains - 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 one to cry to No place to call home Oooh...oooh... Oooh...oooh... 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 Oooh...oooh... Oooh...oooh...