Dynamite

One of these days I might explode I'm filled with dynamite Don't like to let these colors show But I just Might BLOW I just might blow Conversations with myself get kind of lonely at times Cuz I can't find the words to help you get the key to my mind So I paint it out in waves and hope you feel what's in the frame And let these feelings fade away And fade away is what it does It disappears with no intent of coming back again I'm sending em away on rocket ships And letting them explode in outer space Away from all the ones I love so no-one feels the pain we can keep a move on BLOW I JUST MIGHT BLOW I just might BLOW! Oh oh oh oh OHH One of these days I might explode I'm filled with dynamite Don't like to let these colors show But I just Might BLOW