Lletres: Papa Roach. Getting Away From Murder. Be Free.

I woke up and I feel like shit
I don't remember last night
I'm gettin', sick of this
I hit the bottle
When I got off stage
And got piss, drunk, stupid
And I went in a rage
I think I mighta got in a fight
Because my knuckles were bloody
And I don't feel alright
I hit the bottom
And I don't even care
You say I'm goin' to hell
But I am already there
Sick and tired of bein' sick and tired

I wanna be free
From this ball and chain and
Be free from this life of pain and
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you

Now I'm full of guilt and shame
I can't point a finger 'cause
There's no one to blame
So I say you'll never do it again
But when the sun goes down
You are my, only friend
I think that I am startin' to see
I have become everything
I never wanted to be
I'm really gettin' sick of myself
'Cause when I look into the mirror
I see somebody else
Sick and tired of bein' sick and tired

I wanna be free
From this ball and chain and
Be free from this life of pain and
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you

I wanna be free
From this ball and chain and
Be free fom this life of pain and
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you

Sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
So sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
Sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
So sick and tired of bein' sick and tired

I wanna be free
From this ball and chain and
Be free from this life of pain and
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you

I wanna be free
From this ball and chain and
Be free from this life of pain and
Be free from this ball and chain
I wanna be free from you