Shedding violence, tended to withdraw
Charming serpent, do the belly crawl
Paint chips cracking, flaking off the brain
Tide slapped pilings, revel in the pain

Something inside you
Feeling like...

Nobody breaks you like you in your heart
No one could write a more self hating part
Loathing the author who doctors the chart
Nobody breaks you like you in your heart

Die, do or die

Echo's cryin, ring a lonely tone
Shipwrecked surprises, gnawin at the bone
No small comfort, taken with the news
Ingrown silent, kill yourself with you

Something inside you, feeling like I do
Something inside you
Feeling like...

Nobody breaks you like you in your heart
No one could write a more self hating part
Loathing the author who doctors the chart
Nobody breaks you like you in your heart

Nobody breaks you like you in your heart
No one could write a more self hating part
Loathing the author who doctors the chart
Nobody breaks you like you in your heart

Die, do or die

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Writer(s): Jerry Cantrell