Let the Bombs Fall Off
I'm breathing a fog got cotton swab breath
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
I'm taking in more than I can ingest
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
Peace of mind at the push of a button
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
I'm leaning into the punches
Wish I was a widow
Cause then I'd know
That you're not coming back
Electric distress
The though of you at rest
Peaceful and dreamin'
While my heart is beating senseless
Bones in your back
I found out that you never had that
Taking a shot, the feeling we got
Making up for the character that you lack
Bones in your back
I found out that you never had that
Taking a shot, the feeling we got
Slip into something lifted
From Joan of Arc's wardrobe
Wonder what it'd be like
To cut off your own earlobe
Rip the cushion
We all know
Legend remains
Coward only showers when it rains
Crashing my dream car just to see you shake
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
In person for sport, you're in pretty good shape
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
Throwing up my hopeless sanity
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
I'm learning to stop worrying
Watch the sun go down
On a world gone mad
Goodnight, I try to sleep
But the moon don't shine on me
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
I'm taking in more than I can ingest
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
Peace of mind at the push of a button
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
I'm leaning into the punches
Wish I was a widow
Cause then I'd know
That you're not coming back
Electric distress
The though of you at rest
Peaceful and dreamin'
While my heart is beating senseless
Bones in your back
I found out that you never had that
Taking a shot, the feeling we got
Making up for the character that you lack
Bones in your back
I found out that you never had that
Taking a shot, the feeling we got
Slip into something lifted
From Joan of Arc's wardrobe
Wonder what it'd be like
To cut off your own earlobe
Rip the cushion
We all know
Legend remains
Coward only showers when it rains
Crashing my dream car just to see you shake
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
In person for sport, you're in pretty good shape
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
Throwing up my hopeless sanity
Let the bombs fall off, let the bombs fall off
I'm learning to stop worrying
Watch the sun go down
On a world gone mad
Goodnight, I try to sleep
But the moon don't shine on me
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Helmis, Nicholas Tazza, Joeseph Reinhart, Nathaniel Dionne
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