Words Like Bombs
Watch your words, they're starting to fight
Drop like bombs from your tongue they'll ignite
Don't hold your breath, it could be your last
Feel the cold hands take down your mast
That sounds like a dagger to heart
A silver blade that cuts through my side
The air, will thicken around
Let it, choke you
And you won't fool around when you're down
And you, don't make a sound, when you're down
What do I feel
What do I feel
What do I feel
Tell me what do I feel
Drop like bombs from your tongue they'll ignite
Don't hold your breath, it could be your last
Feel the cold hands take down your mast
That sounds like a dagger to heart
A silver blade that cuts through my side
The air, will thicken around
Let it, choke you
And you won't fool around when you're down
And you, don't make a sound, when you're down
What do I feel
What do I feel
What do I feel
Tell me what do I feel
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Brogan
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