This is making me crazy, these black clouds following me So I look for signs of light but rarely I see them I return to my shelter and I crawl in a bottle
Here today, gone today Hurry up and wait I'm never there for you or me Can't you read the story of our lives? Death to me and life for you Something
This music is my time To reel out and rewind I'll be brutal with truth I'd rather be honest with my soul Be the pile of trash A bum picks through to
Blood of my blood Skin of my skin A normal human being Solder and wires Circuitry We're far from human beings He's sick of his skin It's time
Yes, I did it and I'll do it again It doesn't matter if I am your best friend I don't think so you're not that smart Over and over it breaks my heart
Human behavior, peculiar it seems Some thrive on hate and some love and dream Everyone's got a purpose and wants to be loved I think I found my purpose
Fed up, tired, sick and twisted One-man army I'm enlisted Trust yourself, trust no one else Fuck a hero, be yourself And I don't need your lousy hand
Wish I could see you for one last time Wish I could say goodbye to you It's hard to deal with you dying It's time to say goodbye to you Bloody faced,
When I see her eyes look into my eyes Then I realize that she can see inside my head So I close my eyes thinking that I could hide Disassociate so I don
I was scatterbrained, when I found the time to find That times are evil, sick and disjointed My skin is thick, thick and calloused I'm ready to shed the
My mind has been shut down My friends have been let down What is the reason? There's millions of reasons Single me out Tear off my front Make me expose
Human behavior Peculiar it seems Some thrive on hate Some love the dream Everyone's got a purpose and wants to be loved I think I found my purpose
Oversættelse: Papa Roach. Lovehatetragedy.
Oversættelse: Papa Roach. Lovehatetragedy (Live BBC 1 Version).
: Wish I could see you for one last time Wish I could say goodbye to you It's hard to deal with you dying It's time to say goodbye to you Bloody
: This music is my time To reel out and rewind I'll be brutal with truth I'd rather be honest with my soul Be the pile of trash A bum picks through
: Here today gone today Hurry up and wait I'm never there for you or me Can't you read the story of our lives Death to me and life for you Something