Lyrics by Layne Staley Music by Staley, McCready, Martin, Saunders All alone We're all alone... We're all alone...
Übersetzung: Mad Season. All Alone.
: Winter blues no love for you Seasons change in a gothic way 10, 000 lux to light us up In these winter nights if I'm wandering all alone I'll turn
me I like to sex one but I might take on two or even three Dang y'all look like triplets All me Drop in that ass like bad demo's And pullin all the cuties
shivers straight through my bones I'm a dead man walking to a metronome Well I guess it's just me feelin' all alone See I got me, but that's all I have
s creation From the cliffs they have watched over the thousand seas And witnessed the decay and desperation As illness and plague have caught them all
, who that? [Verse 1: Lil' Fame] Fame, bitch out on the East coast, I'm (ultra), the flow is mad get us And y'all prosthetic Don't sleep 'cause I'm jumbo
all about'cha cash All my niggaz in the ?, gangsta talk And all my homies sippin Hen', gangsta talk If ya can't get out, and you mad as hell Say "Biatch
shit just to get you She thru another fit you had to split because she was wit you And now I'm at the crib all alone damn I miss you Ay when we first
hold u down See all that listenin' to them hoes in your ear gotta quit I see they smile when I'm around when I leave they talk shit They just mad 'cuz
[chorus] [Mike Jones] See all that listenin to them hoes in your ear gotta quit i see they smile when im around when i leave they talk shit they just mad
on America Human civilization in concert treble concentration camps Replacement amps blown, Speaker abduction The Mad weed seduction corruption From The brain cells decreasing Its sucker duck season
Jim Jones You know we been through a lot of devastation, larceny Defeat, misconceptions Man, fuck all that, I don't know what that's about but fuck all
seas, baby won't you give it to me? Oh Baby won't ya drive me mad? Baby don't ya let me feel bad Baby don't ya leave me alone, baby won't ya carry me
favorite holiday But all this year's been a busy blur Don't think I have the energy To add to my already mad rush Just 'cause it's 'tis the season
I walk alone, endless seas of souls around me His face it told of the mad existence, a silent story And just how they took him, they tore a free soul
off reality and leave her alone Chase the blues away Take your mind off reality and leave her alone Chase the blues away Take your mind off reality and leave her alone
me wanna grab my shit and flee Sometimes I wanna blow my brains to put my life at ease But I ain't clockin' out I gotta see the seven seas Please, seven
