Red Tape
Red Tape - Droppin' Bombs On Your Moms songtekst
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Feel this rage it's coming out No more fooling myself I'm disconnecting my head It seems insane I'm droppin bombs on your moms From my enola gay It's like we had to hide inside This time I refuse to swallow my pride Bombs Napalm Disease Through the ashes Rise above Every one of us Praise disaster and say Blow me up Woke up today Reached up and cut the strings The scene has made me a clown It's time to burn it all down It's the only way I'm droppin bombs on your moms From my enola gay Your cause is so yesterday Blow me away Mushroom clouds on the ground Smoke is rising from the sense