Blow-Up Lyrics

Playing with the fear that grows in bugs

It brings out all of our inner thugs

Playing with your shoehorned sympathy

There's a false dichotomy

Now we're moving on so step on my head

Like my early morning bed

Now we're moving on so step on my head

Anything within me will blow-up

Is this the death you're dreaming of

Four wall years disguise your golden tears

Keeping soul in your eyes

And building tooth castles in my mind

My glass vision leaks tears again

In a no name circus tent

With a red square with a white picket fence

Now we're moving on so step on my bed

So tell me what have you read

Now we're moving on so step on my head

Anything within me will blow-up

Is this the death you're dreaming of

Anything within me will blow-up

Is this the death you're dreaming of