Decompression Period
(Papa Roach)
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 isn't right
And I need some space to clear my head to think about my life
And I can't be alone
I just need some space to clear my head and think about my life
With or without you
We fight it out, we work it out
Give me some time to unwind
We fight it out, we work it out
Give me some time to unwind
I must confess I'm falling apart, breaking your heart
Crying with you on the phone
We're walking on thin ice
I hope it doesn't break
And I need some space to clear my head to think about my life
And I can't be alone
With or without you
We fight it out, we work it out
Give me some time to unwind
We fight it out, we work it out
Give me some time, with or without you
Mile by mile we're farther apart
And it's one empty bottle and two broken hearts
Night after night we are falling apart
Now it's two broken bottles and four empty hearts
Decompression
Depression period
Decompression
Depression period
Decompression
Depression period
Decompression
Depression period
And I need some space to clear my head to think about my life
With or without you
And I'm never there for you or me
Can't you be the story of our lives
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