Give It A Name

Written by Jerry Cantrell Give it a name, get it out of your home Out in your backwoods, a doghouse you own Give it a name like a howling blue hound Chasing your fears, man he's hunting you down Give it a name, get it out of your eye Come from the dockland, got your low hanging high Give it a name, though you call yourself saved She's deep on your bone and it won't go away Slowly all the roles we act out become our identity And in the end we are what we pretend to be Repeat 1st Verse Repeat 2nd Verse Repeat "Slowly all the roles..."