Lyrics:

Written by Jerry Cantrell I feel the fear take hold Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse this gift And hope you never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Chalking up my dead friends And loved ones long gone I feel the fear take hold Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse my gift And hope you never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Thinking 'bout my dead friends Whose voices ring on