Alice in Chains is an influential heavy metal/ hard rockgroup that emerged from the seattlescene of the late 80’s and early 90’s. Along with Nirvana, Pearl Jamand Soundgarden, they formed the core of the so-called grungemovement epitomized by distorted guitars, introspective lyrics, and a Northwest Pacific fashion sense of flannel shirts, denim jeans, and Dr. Marten boots. Unlike many of their peers, Alice in Chains owed more to heavy metalthan to punkor '70s rock, and often dwelled in more morbid subject matter, especially when their lyrics addressed the drug addiction of lead singer Layne Staley Formed in 1987 by Staley, guitarist Jerry Cantrell, bassist MIKE STARR, and drummer Sean Kinney, the band performed under the names “Diamond Lie” and “Fuck” before adapting the name of Staley’s former band “Alice N’ Chainz” a speed metal outfit that performed in drag. Combining the unique voice and intense delivery of Staley with the evocative songwriting and vocal harmonies of Cantrell, Alice in Chains created an immediately identifiable sound that also proved to be quite versatile as their repertoire grew to include both driving, angry rock songs and mellow acoustic compositions.
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Alice In Chains

What the hell am i?
Thousand eyes, a fly
Lucky then Id be
In one day deceased
Sickman, sickman, sickman
I can feel the wheel, but I cant steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
What the hell am i?
Leper from inside
Inside wall of peace
Dirty and diseased
Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
I can see the end is getting near
I wont rest until my head is clear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
Can you see the end?
Choke on me my friend
Must to drown these thoughts
Purity over rot
(spoken in backround)
Yeah, though I walk through the valley of rape and despair
With head high and eyes alert
I tread on a plane of many
We who are of good nature and intention,
But cannot touch on the dark
Recesses of memory
And pain learned, so come walk
With me, feel the pain,
And release it...
What the hell am i?
Worn eroded pride
Saddened 10 miles wide
Im gonna let it slide
Sickman, sickman, sickman, sickman
I can feel the wheel, but I cant steer
When my thoughts become my biggest fear
Ah, whats the difference, Ill die
In this sick world of mine
Ahh, etc., etc.