Date: Sun, July 20 1997
From: Peter Ferragine (iginition@yesic.com)
Group: Offspring
Album: SMASH
Released: 1994 epitaph
Track: 4
Title: gotta get away

x - scratch
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intro

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main riff

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verse

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chorus

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lyrics

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 closin' in
too fast or a bit too slow
i'm paranoid of people and it's startin' to show
there's one guy that i can't shake
over my shoulder is a big mistake
sittin' on the bed
or lyin' 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
sayin' all i know is 
i gotta get away from me
i tell you somethin' just ain't right 
my head is on loose but my shoes are tight
avoidin' my friends 'cause they all bug
life is like 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 bein' followed, i look around
it's only my shadow creepin' on the ground