Papa Roach - SOS Lyrics
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SOS
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What Are The Lyrics For SOS By Papa Roach?
I’m feeling
On top of the world I’m feeling Like I can’t do wrong I’m thinking Everything is fine I’m caught up In the smoke and the mirrors The people That you think are your friends Might be the people That want to drag you down You’ve got to look out For yourself tonight Don’t get lost In the smoke and mirrors Line after line Time after time It’s the same old Same story He’s lost And he’s out of his fucking mind It’s the same old Same story He’s lost I’m tripping I’m over the edge I’m falling And I’ve got no wings I’m praying I’ll make it through tonight I’m caught up In the smoke and the mirrors I’m living In a prison cell I’m strung out In downtown hell I’m looking For myself tonight I got lost In the smoke and the mirrors Line after line Time after time It’s the same old Same story He’s lost And he’s out of his fucking mind It’s the same old Same story He’s lost This is an SOS (This is an SOS) This is an SOS (This is an SOS) This is an SOS (This is an SOS) Yeah! It’s the same old Same story He’s lost And he’s out of his fucking mind It’s the same old Same story He’s lost And he’s out of his fucking mind Out of his mind Doing the time I’m walking the line Doing the time This is an SOS (This is an SOS) This is an SOS (This is an SOS) This is an SOS (This is an SOS) Yeah! |
Who Wrote SOS By Papa Roach?
David J. Buckner, Jacoby Dakota Shaddix, Jerry Allan Jr. Horton, Tobin Joseph Esperance
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What's The Duration Of The SOS By Papa Roach?The duration of SOS is 2:42 minutes and seconds. |
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