A veces querrías meterte en una cáscara de nuez.
Evadirte de todo y todos.
Protegerte del dolor que tú mismo as creado.
Layne eligió su apartamento y un speedball.
¿Y yo?

Sometimes attempt to get into a nutshell.
Get away from everything and everyone.
Protect yourself from pain as you yourself created.
Layne chose his apartment and a speedball.
What about me?

Otro día dedicaré un post a Layne y su grupo.

We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home

My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I cant be my own
Id feel better dead