Testi:
Bombshell

stop talkin' that noise, Hold tight, hold tight, I'm bout to rape you for your life, Hold tight, hold tight, or you won't make it through the night [Chorus: Bombshell

The pressure keeps rising It turns to a ticking bomb The hands keep turning it's ready to blow You're gonna feel the detonation The temprature is falling

He was one of the few true rebels, a smalltown bomber Drew his final tag and ran out of sight And he was no simple thief or dirty robber 21 years of

Friday morning a day like any other I'm heading down the same old roads I've got Mommy's Little Monster in the headphones It keeps me warm I stay out

I'm stuck here between hope and frustration Keep getting thrown from side to side It's an familiar situation I'm on life's own rollercoasterride See

I've spent years constantly dreaming I've spent nights on dirty concrete floors Sometimes I wonder what keeps me going And why I always end up begging

Cruisin' downtown with some friends of time This time I'm going all blind I am one step closer but the money ain't mine The truth says I'm going out

See another day I try to kill the time, but this time it stays alive You could say I'm a long distance caller 40 minutes action and ten hour drive Some

Do you wanna crawl like a maggot? Inch by inch Or move like a swallow? Up in the air on spread wings There's something about the way they're all moving