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

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