Too many heads broke, too many times
Tired of the same joke, tired of the grind
Comin down's a bitch lord, harder to stay
Same punk in the mirror, different the day

I want to build something, something alive
Digging for a fossil, suspended in time
I want to feel something, something alive
Missing like a sunrise, too cloudy to shine

Oh here it comes equal to the sum
Of black hearts and evil done

Too many heads hung, too few can be
Tired of the lies spun in the land of the free
Selling out's a mission, deal settle or sue
Same crook in the White House
Prospecting me and you

I want to build something, something alive
Digging for a fossil suspended in time
I want to feel something, something alive
Missing like a sunrise too cloudy to shine

Oh here it comes equal to the sum
Of black hearts and evil done

So many visions, faded enslaved
Slammed home in a prison, forgotten locked away
Comes a decision, break your heart in two
Out with the old stuff in with the new

I want to build something, something alive
Digging for a fossil suspended in time
I want to feel something, something alive
Missing like a sunrise too cloudy to shine

Oh here it comes equal to the sum
Of black hearts and evil done

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Writer(s): Jerry Cantrell