Listen To The Bomb Songtext

von Julia

Stand on your own with your son
I'm the one with the gun
Mercy's nothing but a whore
Mercy killing even more
And you are wrong when I am right
Disbelievers are denied
I'm so pretty
So pretty on the inside

Without a sound
No remorse
I'm a freak
And you're a whore
I'd rather be
Nothing at all
We're both killers 'till we fall

Another dream
Another shout
Another trigger
Another cloud
You didn't mean to break my jaws
I didn't mean to stab in my claws
A dirty face
A rusty knive
We shouldn't fuck while we drive
And we're so pretty
So pretty on the outside

Chorus ...

Stand on your own with your son
Now you're the one with the gun
Mercy's nothing but a whore
Mercy killing even more
And I am wrong when you are right
Disbelievers are denied
You're so pretty
So pretty on the inside

LISTEN TO THE BOMB [^]
Some days are just like this
Small spots on your skin where
You cannot stop
Itching all day long

And some people sure are
Nerve?wrecking as well
An overtaking desire to get numb

Oh nothing to see through
And no one to fuck with
It's a silent wasteland (so)

Listen to the bomb
Everyone looks good tonight
Listen to this song
Our river runs dry
Listen to the bomb
Everyone looks good tonight
Listen to this song
I love the sky

There's a place in my bedroom
There's a secret place where
I can hide at daytime
I shouldn't leave home

When we loose gravity
Vomit horizontally
I will hold your hand and
Listen to the bomb

I replace my machine
Replaced by machines
For the final neckbrake
So listen to the bomb

Chorus ...

Rise above the flames
Sharpen your knives
Burn the meat and eat us alive
Black humour is something you might find