Cujo
Текст песни Someone Else

Standing by the roadside,
Waiting for the reaper.
I look inside myself,
And fall in even deeper.

Bright light hits the sky;
The sun rises from his bed now.
I step away from the pavement,
To face the road ahead now.

What am I looking for?
I'm looking for myself,
But I keep on finding someone else.

I'm a creation of my morbid fantasy.
A thousand dreams rolled into one,
To satisfy my greed.

What am I looking for?
I'm looking for myself,
But I keep on finding someone else.