Bomb Hands

Bomb Hands 歌词

歌曲 Bomb Hands
歌手 Social Code
专辑 Social Code
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作曲 : Johnston, Social Code ...
With a match in his hands
He breaks down the tallest buildings
He's a bomb and his fuse is always burning
Everything he touches always falls to pieces
The pain and the rage is his everything
I'm tied to your tragedies
I'm tired of your miseries
Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back In the mirror
I see reflections of him laughing
I'd get away, but
I'm handcuffed to his heartbeat
Everything he touches always falls to pieces
The pain and the rage is his everything
I'm tied to your tragedies
I'm tired of your miseries
Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel
From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop
Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel
From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like that,
Like that
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back Tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
zuo qu : Johnston, Social Code ...
With a match in his hands
He breaks down the tallest buildings
He' s a bomb and his fuse is always burning
Everything he touches always falls to pieces
The pain and the rage is his everything
I' m tied to your tragedies
I' m tired of your miseries
Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back In the mirror
I see reflections of him laughing
I' d get away, but
I' m handcuffed to his heartbeat
Everything he touches always falls to pieces
The pain and the rage is his everything
I' m tied to your tragedies
I' m tired of your miseries
Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel
From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop
Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel
From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like that,
Like that
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back Tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
zuò qǔ : Johnston, Social Code ...
With a match in his hands
He breaks down the tallest buildings
He' s a bomb and his fuse is always burning
Everything he touches always falls to pieces
The pain and the rage is his everything
I' m tied to your tragedies
I' m tired of your miseries
Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back In the mirror
I see reflections of him laughing
I' d get away, but
I' m handcuffed to his heartbeat
Everything he touches always falls to pieces
The pain and the rage is his everything
I' m tied to your tragedies
I' m tired of your miseries
Swearing on me
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel
From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop
Match to the flint to the fuse to the fuel
From the spark to the clock as the seconds start to drop
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like that,
Like that
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Like your bomb hands
Get back,
Get back Tock tick tock tick tock tick tock
Bomb Hands 歌词
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