Gimme the truth, is it somethin’ I said?
Or was there somethin’ locked inside of your head you could not bear?
Because it seems so strange
The way that things don’t change
Don't you always say we got nothin’ to fear?
But baby can’t you see that we’ve been buildin’ bombs for years?
We never let things go
So our stockpiles grow
Everything according to plan
Nothin’ in the palm of your hand
You got a reason to complain
And I don’t really know where I stand
Had to draw a line in the sand
To see who bursts and who’s to blame
Who?
Doesn’t it seem like we’ve been here before?
Dragged up the past, now you’re slamming the door to make a point
‘Cause when you’re feelin’ strong
Then you will not be wrong
Systems are primed, now we’re losin’ control
Counting our crimes and it’s always my fault, yeah yeah, I know
But if we're buildin’ bombs
Well, then it won't be long until they drop
Everything according to plan
Nothin’ in the palm of your hand
You got a reason to complain
And I don’t really know where I stand
Had to draw a line in the sand
To see who bursts and who’s to blame
Who?
Who?
Who?
No, no...oh
Yeah
Yeah!
Oh so heavy is the head that wears the crown
But even heavier is the foot holding me down
And I believe
That when a good thing’s gone, you leave
Just can’t stop till the good times go
We built the bombs and they just might blow
Used to be fine, now I just don’t know
Yeah, we built the bombs and they just might blow
We built the bombs and they just might blow
Yeah, we built the bombs and they just might blow
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