Lyrics by Layne Staley Music by Staley, McCready, Martin, Saunders All alone We're all alone... We're all alone...
Translation: Mad Season. All Alone.
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
is my 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
thang we were the perfect team We had all the things all them other couples feign Love, trust, good sex and security If you ever felt weak Smilez was your energy Trips across seas
'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
bagged, you're on your own, act it alone Back home your fam'll be provided for while you're gone It's a price on all snitches If you nice bring back
I need a, I need, I need a That's all I need, see how easy I am to please That's all I need, and maybe then I'll be complete That's all I need, I'm not
