Tekst:
Bomb The Music Industry Album Minus Band

. Now we're cloning sheep. Writing garbage in their diaries. Reading their AP. Watching Fuse TV. Kill it, c'est la vie. Fashion show = your scene. Bomb the industry

Don't you say don't you ever ever say that it was worth it for the profit. Another day when I wait there shit-faced Then I smile when I'm on and sing

Insurance: blow on it! Debt: blow on it! Global warming: blow on it! Racist asshole: blow on them! Blow on it like an old Nintendo. Broken car: blow

up. Go to sleep. You're so bald. You don't know about my Life with hair. Stop the interrogation. I'm a panic bomb. Please step away from me. Panic bomb. Panic bomb

I never was a drinker and now I'm an alcoholic, drinking just to fall asleep and hiding my smiles 'cause you can probably smell that shit on my teeth

I heard from you today By digital replay. You told me that you care You'll help from over there I say we're not the same It's falling on deaf ears. At