---

Have you ever felt the chains of life around your wrist,
When it shoves the grenade right in your mouth then pulls the pin,
And do you really know just what it's like to never fucking sleep,
Or what it's like to remind yourself that the voices don't pull the strings,

They're not real to you but they're real to me,
I know I'm spiralling,
I'm just waiting to detonate,

3, 2, 1, Boom.
Countdown to insanity,
Ignite the fuse and immolate,
I've got a mind like a mushroom cloud,
I'll either perish in the flames or be frozen in the fallout.

Can someone sound alarm?
This is not a test, I repeat this is not a test.

Does anyone hear the screaming,
from the trojan horse burning inside of my head?
If hell is really empty,
Then maybe the demons found a home in there instead.

They're not real to you, but they're real to me.
They set my mind ablaze every time that I detonate.

3, 2, 1, Boom.
Countdown to insanity,
Ignite the fuse and immolate,
I've got a mind like a mushroom cloud,
I'll either perish in the flames or be frozen in the fallout.

I am in control.
But where do you hide,
when the thoughts running through your mind trip?
Where do you hide,
when the thoughts running through your head trip the landmine?

Boom.

I've got a mind like a mushroom cloud.

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.