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Lyrics: Papa Roach. Getting Away With Murder. Sometimes.

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I'm dreamin about tomorrow, I'm thinkin of yesterday, I consume myself in sorrow this moment in time is what I betray, I
am searching for the answers

[Chorus]
I look around sometimes I get sad, 'Cause I don't know which way to go, I look around sometimes I get sad, 'Cause my life
is spinning out of control

I never know what you want, I never know what you need, it was different from the start, when you cut me in two I never
thought I would bleed, but I am searching for the answers

[Chorus]

I will go this alone I don't need nobody's help, I've got to do this myself, Alone, Alone, Alone, Alone

[Chorus x2]