Talk:Bombings

Bombings
Sounds like this sonically.

[Instrumental]

Just a little I sense A little bit of condescendence That's how know you feel nothing for me lately As always I blame it on me

You were supposed to love me You were supposed to care Put no one else above me You said you wouldn't dare So what changed your mind and your heart... ...and everything else

( Insecure, accusatory, victim, stop )

How does it feel when the ( bombs ) blow in your head And you're filled with rage And you're filled with dread How does it feel with shrapnel Of a shattered heart and a twisted mind

You were my everything Especially when I needed something Give me attention and love but no you gave me nothing You leave me behind as I'm languishing

Weren't you the crazy Wasn't I just wrong Now the details get hazy...

( Anger, blame games, dramatics, stop )

How does it feel with the ( bombs ) blown in your head And you're filled with rage And you're filled with dread How does it feel in the aftermath Of a shattered heart and a twisted mind

Everyone's turn their backs on me They all hate me Even though...it's not my fault Everyone's abandoned me Lost interest But I won't rest Until I get them back... ...in my war

How does it feel when the bombs blow in your head And you're filled with hate And you feel dead How does it feel it all burn Your shattered heart and your shattered mind

[Instrumental]

Credits

 * Written by Gregory Preston Olivier, Phillip Mandelbaum, and Wyatt van Cleef.
 * Composed and produced by Dana Breckenridge