getting away with murder

deh$et bir papa roach $arkisi.
sozleri ise $oyle:

somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
i need to calculate
what creates my own madness
and i’m addicted to your punishment
and you’re the master
and i am waiting for disaster

[chorus]
i feel irrational
so confrontational
to tell the truth i am
getting away with murder
it isn’t possible
to ever tell the truth
but the reality
is i’m getting away with murder
(getting away
getting away, getting away)

i drink my drink
and i don’t even want to
i think my thoughts
when i don’t even need to
i never look back
cause i don’t even want to
and i don’t need to
because i’m getting away with murder