#046: nutshell 

No worries. I'm ok , it's just a song i been listening to again in the last days, one of my favorite old songs from Alice in Chains called "nutshell". Do you know the feeling when you listen to songs and you realize that they could have been written by yourself? When it feels like they're singing about *you*, that it comes from *within you*? Sometimes I listen to songs and like the music without noticing the lyrics. Sometimes the instruments already bring me to tears and when i finally listen to what they sing it's sometimes a shock how much it sounds like if they have just stepped inside my heart and head and pulled out what was lurking and crying in there. This one here was so speaking out of me back in the days, and i still feel it. Though i wouldn't think i'd be better of dead at the moment, and this is why i left this exact word unwritten...


Alice in Chains - Nutshell.

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...