Alice In Chains - Private Hell - GTP табы

Give away your love and then remove another tomb
Painted words adorn the walls, echoing untrue
I feel cold... 


Promises abound, you rarely find it to begin
Maybe I'm afraid to let you all the way in
I guess so... 


I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell


I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell


Lately I'm beside myself, pretending unconcerned
Standing at a corner where I threw you on a turn
I'll move on... 


Flowers on a cross remain, marking an ending scene
Damn it all if blood you spill, turn the grass more green
Life is short... 


I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell


I amuse myself
In my very own private hell