Private Hell
Alice in Chains Lyrics


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Give away a love
And then remove another too
Painted words adorn the walls
Echoing untrue
(I feel cold, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Promises abound
You rarely find it to begin
Maybe I'm afraid
To let you all the way in
(I guess so, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell

Lately I'm beside myself
Pretending unconcerned
Standing at a corner
Where I threw you on a turn
(I'll move on, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Flowers on a cross remain
Mark an ending scene
Damn it all if blood you spill
Turn the grass more green
(Life is short, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell





I amuse myself
In my very own private hell

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Alice in Chains’ song ‘Private Hell’ are a haunting depiction of a person feeling trapped within their own world. The song talks about the singer giving away love while simultaneously removing it from someone else in their life. There are painted words that adorn the walls, but they are “echoing untrue,” symbolizing the lack of authenticity in the world around them. The singer is filled with a sense of dread towards making promises and the idea of letting someone all the way in.


The chorus sees the singer excusing themselves and retreating into their own “private hell” where they amuse themselves. There is a strong sense of isolation that pervades the song, as the singer talks about being “beside themselves” and pretending to be unconcerned. The flowers on a cross symbolize the end of a relationship, and the idea that even in death, people are still trying to leave a mark and make their existence known. The song ends with the singer acknowledging that they are in their own private hell, and that they are the only ones capable of amusing themselves within it.


Overall, the song can be seen as a commentary on the isolation and numbness that can come from not allowing oneself to feel anything deeply. It’s a bleak depiction of a person who is unable to fully connect with those around them.


Line by Line Meaning

Give away a love
Surrender love to someone else


And then remove another too
Take away love from someone else as well


Painted words adorn the walls
Deceptive phrases cover the interior


Echoing untrue
Empty words that are repeated but are not genuine


(I feel cold, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Feeling numb, apathetic, and unresponsive


Promises abound
Assurances of things to be done are plentiful


You rarely find it to begin
It is scarcely possible to locate what was promised


Maybe I'm afraid
There might be a fear, a reluctance


To let you all the way in
To let you come in wholly, fully and truly


(I guess so, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Agreeing to the previous statement with hesitation


I excuse myself
I pardon myself


I'm used to my little cell
I have grown accustomed and comfortable to the limited and confined space I live in


I amuse myself
I entertain myself with my own thoughts


In my very own private hell
In my self-created painful and distressing world


Lately I'm beside myself
Recently I am feeling overwhelmed and not under control


Pretending unconcerned
Feigning disinterest to disconnect from the matter


Standing at a corner
Positioned at a spot


Where I threw you on a turn
Where I abandoned you on a chaos-filled spot


(I'll move on, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I will keep going forward despite the difficulties


Flowers on a cross remain
Blossoms on a grave signify the ending


Mark an ending scene
Symbolizes the concluding scene


Damn it all if blood you spill
Sacrifices are worthless if they go to waste


Turn the grass more green
Make a temporary place into something permanent and lively


(Life is short, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Acknowledging how brief life really is


I amuse myself
I entertain myself


In my very own private hell
In my own self-created mental suffering


I excuse myself
I pardon myself


I'm used to my little cell
I am familiar with my confined mental space


I amuse myself
I entertain myself


In my very own private hell
In my self-created painful and distressing world




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jerry Cantrell

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Lionel Max

Give away a love and then remove another too
Painted words adorn the walls, echoing untrue
I feel cold...
Promises abound, you rarely find it to begin
Maybe I'm afraid to let you all the way in
I guess so...
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
Lately I'm beside myself, pretending unconcerned
Standing at a corner where I threw you on a turn
I'll move on...
Flowers on a cross remain, marking an ending scene
Damn it all if blood you spill, turn the grass more green
Life is short...
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
I excuse myself
I'm used to my little cell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell
I amuse myself
In my very own private hell



All comments from YouTube:

Cory Matthew

I feel like when Jerry and DuVall harmonize, they unlock Layne’s voice

Matt Giroux

I will def agree with that.

Courtenay G

I totally agree with you too!!

Courtenay G

Is the black guy DuVall? I was wondering what his name was. He's awesome and sings very well!! The harmony he and Jerry have is unreal!!

Cory Matthew

@Courtenay G Yes that is William DuVall. He’s the perfect addition!

William Twiner

yes. it is so cool.

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Dobryk D.

I think we all can agree that production and sound quality on this album was phenomenal

Brenda Woods

This is my song.....you never know what people are suffering through even when you're standing close......I connect on so many levels of songs by AIC....Jerry you are a true survivor.....Thanks for your music....Thanks AIC...I just hope I can survive....Right now I am losing the battle. But you give me hope....

glenhugh73

Keep fighting girl. You are in my thoughts...

Dcyphrz

Keep your chin up Brenda. I dig what you mean, been there more than a few times. There’s always something good ahead.

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