Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Uncured
Performer
Rex Cox
Vocals
Zak Cox
Guitar
Zachary King
Drums
Betto Andrade
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rex Cox
Composer
Zak Cox
Composer
David Bendeth
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rex Cox
Producer
Testi
Everything sets me off
But nothing gets me off
It's like I'm hard and soft
Put up my guard and scoff
Standing toe to toe
And trading blow for blow
So you get down low
Not to get exposed
But I let it go right over head
If you missed that diss
You'd be face down dead
Cause I'm a ticking time bomb
Ready to explode
5-4-3-2-1
Let's go
Yeah you think you're so tough
As you spit another cuss
But you'll never back it up
When I'm calling your bluff
I'm chauvinistic and so vindictive
I'll go ballistic
Don't be dismissive
I'm highly volatile
You've got no place to go
The tension's audible
Soon I will explode
I'm a time bomb waiting to detonate
Set me off and watch me obliterate
The world that you know
The people you trust
And see how they leave you
Left for dust
I've got inherent desire
To scare then admire
Pour fuel on the fire
And watch it grow higher
Think of everybody that's ever turned their back on you
Feel how it digs in and alters your mood
Turn the sadness to hate
Let it out of the cage
Bottle it up
Bury it down
Then explode with rage
Now you're a ticking time bomb
Waiting to explode
5-4-3-2-1
Let's go
Yeah you think you're so tough
As you spit another cuss
But you'll never back it up
When I'm calling your bluff
I'm chauvinistic and so vindictive
I'll go ballistic
Don't be dismissive
The pressure's building up
I'm holding the remote
You've got no place to run
Soon we all explode
I'm a time bomb waiting to detonate
Set me off and watch me obliterate
The world that you know
The people you trust
And see how they leave you
Left for dust
And the colors distort
As the embers change
From a burnt umber
To a blackened rage
I can feel it contort
As it turns into to hate
When it echoes and beckons my name
Can you feel it?
I feel it contorting
And burning, it's hurting
I feel it convulsing
And pulsing, I'm turning
I'm turning into a monster
It's a disaster
I'm an imposter
I'm turning into a demon
Into vermin
Into a cretin
I feel it contorting
And burning, it's hurting
I feel it convulsing
And pulsing, I'm turning
I'm turning into a monster
It's a disaster
I'm an imposter
I'm turning into a demon
Into vermin
Into a cretin
I feel so much hatred
I can't even contain it
I feel so much hatred
I can't ever restrain it
I'm a time bomb waiting to detonate
Set me off and watch me obliterate
The world that you know
The people you trust
And see how they leave you
Left for dust
Written by: David Bendeth, Rex Cox, Zak Cox

