I stand on defective landmines
Plunging my feet every which way
Relying on its chemical reaction
To give me an inspired fight for my life
CHORUS:
Potential waters running
Through translucent veins
Ecstasy of the ride, pain of the fall
My explosion has it all
Lightning fuses, burning incense
Implode, enclose, distraction
The subtleties of my satisfaction
Incarcerated into a frustrated action
My hands are pulled to my face
Metaphysical moviescreen of hope and horror
I see myself impaled on trifles
I am the one holding the rifle
Chorus
Consume my inner strength
Take a pen and write the way
TNT paints skulls on paper
Explode the feelings, crafted disaster
(x2)
Idiot Box - Explosion Lyrics
Idiot Box - Explosion Lyrics
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I stand on defective landmines
Plunging my feet every which way
Relying on its chemical reaction
To give me an inspired fight for my life
CHORUS:
Potential waters running
Through translucent veins
Ecstasy of the ride, pain of the fall
My explosion has it all
Lightning fuses, burning incense
Implode, enclose, distraction
The subtleties of my satisfaction
Incarcerated into a frustrated action
My hands are pulled to my face
Metaphysical moviescreen of hope and horror
I see myself impaled on trifles
I am the one holding the rifle
Chorus
Consume my inner strength
Take a pen and write the way
TNT paints skulls on paper
Explode the feelings, crafted disaster
(x2)
Plunging my feet every which way
Relying on its chemical reaction
To give me an inspired fight for my life
CHORUS:
Potential waters running
Through translucent veins
Ecstasy of the ride, pain of the fall
My explosion has it all
Lightning fuses, burning incense
Implode, enclose, distraction
The subtleties of my satisfaction
Incarcerated into a frustrated action
My hands are pulled to my face
Metaphysical moviescreen of hope and horror
I see myself impaled on trifles
I am the one holding the rifle
Chorus
Consume my inner strength
Take a pen and write the way
TNT paints skulls on paper
Explode the feelings, crafted disaster
(x2)