Janes Addiction – Chip Away

Chip away, I'm not okay, so I chip away

Poked a hole right into myself

And inside I found someone

Said I was okay, still I don't feel easy

On this tree among the blossoms

Caustically I am the thorn

Close my eyes to take up spare time

I wish I just could be where the crowd goes

With the crowd they must be going somewhere

Up from the catacombs I ran into the angel again

He took the high road and I took the low road

We both were dirty faces, we both were dirty faces

I don't, I don't, I don't, don't feel easy

I don't, I don't, I don't, don't feel easy

No, no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah