Biography:
Papa Roach is a hard rock band from Vacaville, California. Formed in 1993, it consists of Jacoby Shaddix (vocals), Jerry Horton (guitar), Tobin Esperance (bass), and Tony Palermo (drums). Tony, previously of Unwritten Law, joined the band permanently in 2008; the move came after the departure of one of the band's founding members, Dave Buckner. The band has released nine studio albums, sold more than 20 million albums worldwide, with one #1 hit on alternative radio ("Last Resort") and four number-ones on mainstream rock.
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Other songs:
- Forever
- Last Resort
- Lifeline
- Scars
- 9Th Life
- American Dreams
- As Far As I Remember
- Before I Die
- Between Angels And Insects
- Bleeding Through
- Blood Brothers
- Born For Greatness
- Break The Fall
- Broken As Me
- Broken Home
- Burn
- Carry Me
- Crash
- Crooked Teeth
- Done With You
- Face Everything And Rise
- Falling Apart
- Feel Like Home
- Forever Accoustic
- Getting Away With Murder
- Gravity
- Had Enough
- Help
- Hollywood Whore
- I Devise My Own Demise
- Infest
- Kick In The Teeth
- Leader Of The Broken Hearts
- My Medication
- Never Have To Say Goodbye
- Nights Of Love
- No Matter What
- No Matter What Demo
- None Of The Above
- Not That Beautiful
- Periscope
- Reckless
- Ricochet
- She Loves Me Not
- Still Swingin
- Sunrise Trailer Park
- Tightrope
- Time Is Running Out
- To Be Loved
- Traumatic
- What Do You Do
- Where Did The Angels Go
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Album: You're Welcome (2017)
[Intro]
D G D F#
Bm G D Bm G
Bm G D Bm F#m G
[Verse 1]
G D Bm G
It feels like, American Dreams caught on fire
G
We’re tearing down the white picket fences
G
A soldier bleeds, and a soldier dies
G
Have you ever thought that war was a sickness
D
I’m a son of it, fucked up from it
G
Casualty of my family ‘cause of it
Bm G
We dare to dream, or live to die
Dm
Reunited by the truth at the right time
[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
Something’s wrong here
N.C.
Or so it seems
N.C.
Cause I’m not sleeping in
[Chorus]
Bm F#m G
American Dreams, American lies
D Bm F#m G
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
A Bm
So give me the truth
F#m G
Don’t tell me your lies
D Bm
Cause it’s harder to breathe
F#m G
When you’re buried alive
A D
By American Dreams
[Verse 2]
Bm
With every bullet hole, there’s a blood stain
G
Another family that’s struggling to keep sane
Bm D
Cause their neighborhood, ain’t a safe place
G D
Got us all wearing black every Sunday
Bm D
And I’m growing numb to the violence
G
Sing along to the sounds of the sirens
Bm F#
We’re trying to keep ourselves alive
G A
But it’s hard to get by when it feels like
[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
Something’s wrong here
N.C.
Or so it seems
N.C.
Cause I’m not sleeping in
[Chorus]
Bm F#m G
American Dreams, American lies
D Bm F#m
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
G Bm
So give me the truth
F#m
Don’t tell me your lies
G D Bm
Cause it’s harder to breathe
D
When you’re buried alive
A D
By American Dreams
[Instrumental]
Bm D Bm A D
[Chorus]
D
Cause I’m not sleeping in
Bm D G
American Dreams, American lies
D G
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
Bm
So give me the truth
D G
Don’t tell me your lies
D Bm
Cause it’s harder to breathe
G
When you’re buried alive
Bm G D Bm G
By American Dreams
Bm D G D Bm F#m G
By American Dreams
[Intro]
D G D F#
Bm G D Bm G
Bm G D Bm F#m G
[Verse 1]
G D Bm G
It feels like, American Dreams caught on fire
G
We’re tearing down the white picket fences
G
A soldier bleeds, and a soldier dies
G
Have you ever thought that war was a sickness
D
I’m a son of it, fucked up from it
G
Casualty of my family ‘cause of it
Bm G
We dare to dream, or live to die
Dm
Reunited by the truth at the right time
[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
Something’s wrong here
N.C.
Or so it seems
N.C.
Cause I’m not sleeping in
[Chorus]
Bm F#m G
American Dreams, American lies
D Bm F#m G
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
A Bm
So give me the truth
F#m G
Don’t tell me your lies
D Bm
Cause it’s harder to breathe
F#m G
When you’re buried alive
A D
By American Dreams
[Verse 2]
Bm
With every bullet hole, there’s a blood stain
G
Another family that’s struggling to keep sane
Bm D
Cause their neighborhood, ain’t a safe place
G D
Got us all wearing black every Sunday
Bm D
And I’m growing numb to the violence
G
Sing along to the sounds of the sirens
Bm F#
We’re trying to keep ourselves alive
G A
But it’s hard to get by when it feels like
[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
Something’s wrong here
N.C.
Or so it seems
N.C.
Cause I’m not sleeping in
[Chorus]
Bm F#m G
American Dreams, American lies
D Bm F#m
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
G Bm
So give me the truth
F#m
Don’t tell me your lies
G D Bm
Cause it’s harder to breathe
D
When you’re buried alive
A D
By American Dreams
[Instrumental]
Bm D Bm A D
[Chorus]
D
Cause I’m not sleeping in
Bm D G
American Dreams, American lies
D G
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
Bm
So give me the truth
D G
Don’t tell me your lies
D Bm
Cause it’s harder to breathe
G
When you’re buried alive
Bm G D Bm G
By American Dreams
Bm D G D Bm F#m G
By American Dreams
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