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Christian Tama Roberts
Christian Tama Roberts
Songwriter

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Time flies in cruise control
Waiting for the weekend high
From the bottle, to the bag, into someone's arms
And I used to like being alone
But now I'm just scared of myself
Playing games with my alter ego
And I wonder what I could have been
If my long list of vices
Hadn't had such a grip on me
When the bar is drunk
And the feeling is gone
And I've smoked my last cigarette
When the drugs don't work
And my friends are all hurt
Well I think it's time to go
But oh where do I go?
But oh where do I go?
I'm bitter, I am god damn jealous of
Everyone that I see on my screen
I just know what I could have been
Stuck down the bottle of the bottle
But there's no better use of my days
Now I'm scared, I'm bored and afraid
And I wonder what I could have achieved
If I just listened to other people
And not the devil living inside of me
When the bar is drunk
And the feeling is gone
And I've smoked my last cigarette
When the drugs don't work
And my friends are all hurt
Well I think it's time to go
But oh where do I go?
But oh where do I go?
When the bar is drunk
And the feeling is gone
And I've smoked my last cigarette
When the drugs don't work
And my friends are all hurt
Well I think it's time to go
Singing oh where do I go?
Singing oh where do I go?
Singing oh where do I go?
Singing oh where do I go?
Written by: Christian Tama Roberts
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