Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Offspring, The. Gotta Get Away.

I'm getting edgy all the time

There's someone around me just a step behind

It's kinda scary, the shape I'm in

The walls are shakin' and they're closing in

Too fast or a bit too slow

I'm paranoid of people and it's starting to show

There's one guy that I can't shake

Over my shoulder is a big mistake

Sitting on the bed

Or lying wide awake

There's demons in my head

And it's more than I can take

I think I'm on a roll

But I think it's kinda weak

Saying all I know is

I gotta get away from me

I tell you something just ain't right

My head is on loose but my shoes are tight

Avoiding my friends cause they all bug

Life is a riddle and I'm really stumped

If you reason, don't you know

Your own preoccupation is where you'll go

I think I'm being followed, I look around

It's only my shadow creepin' on the ground