With a match in his hands He breaks down the tallest buildings He's a bomb and his fuse is always burning Everything he touches always falls to pieces The pain and the rage eases everything I'm tied to your tragedies I'm tired of your miseries Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands get back Get back
In the mirror I see reflections of your laughing I'd get away but I'm handcuffed to his heartbeat Everything he touches always falls to pieces The pain and the rage eases everything I'm tied to your tragedies
I'm tired of your miseries Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands get back Get back
Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop
Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands Like that like that Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands Like your bomb hands get back Get back
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