Lyrics

I make explosions when I can Napalms stuck to my hand If I blow up, I won't give a damn Got a hand grenade in the pocket of my pants Here comes the blast I'll take you out like I'm a cozzie Here comes the blast Shield yourself with someone else's body Pieces are falling from the ceiling To the roof, they'll under your head Can you name a more scary feeling? Well, I guess, at least you're not dead Here comes the blast I'll take you out like I'm a cozzie Here comes the blast Shield yourself with someone else's body Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah Pieces are flying off the wall Til the brick almost hit your head That was such a close call Well, I guess, at least you're not dead Here comes the blast I'll take you out like I'm a cozzie Here comes the blast Shield yourself with someone else's body Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Travis L Barker, Nick Long, Oliver Nickell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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