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Lyrics
I can't remember anything, my thoughts are constantly moving Where will I be tomorrow? Where will I be next year? I'll never put my finger on just what I wanted to say My motivation changes when things turn out this wayfull lyrics...
I can't remember anything, my thoughts are constantly moving Where will I be tomorrow? Where will I be next year? I'll never put my finger on just what I wanted to say My motivation changes when things turn out this wayfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootspunk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
dirty electric guitar riffs
subtle use of acoustic piano
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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(On) Publisher: ANOTHER VICTORY INC When will you learn from our mistakes? When will you take our advice? We've got you where we want you, it's time to make that change Songwriters: Daniel Lowder, Thomas J Minich, Jose Daniel Romero, Mark Daniel Rose Where will I be tomorrow? Where will I be next year? (On) And on and on Just let go, you're hanging on Letting go, you're hanging on We are so sick of recycled old ideas Just let go, you're hanging on And on and on So turn off the radio and begin right now today Just let go, you're hanging on And on and on (On) (On) (Yeah) And on and on Oh no, here we go again, fell for the same trick twice Just let go The only way we can get you to pay attention My motivation changes when things turn out this way I can't remember anything, my thoughts are constantly moving I'll never put my finger on just what I wanted to say And on and on You're hanging on, you're hanging on The only way we can get you to pay attention We are so sick of recycled old ideas Letting go, you're hanging on (On) Letting go, you're hanging on


