Give It a Name - 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 hangin' 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

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 hangin' 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

Separating self from dream, harsh reality

And though it hurts, embrace the truth and from fear be set free