Time Bomb - Methods of Mayhem

Over again it plays,

and I’m scared to face the wreckage of my younger ways

Every little thing you do Is measured by the damage that it does to you

You can screw me around

You can swallow me down

But I don’t really know why

All we do is get high

I guess I’d rather save my breath

The world is just a timebomb

Everyone is dead wrong

And all this weight is on my head

My head

Everyone you think you know

Turns to somethin' different only yesterday

All of us need to choose

It’s easier to give in Than it is to lose

They can blow off my head

They can leave me for dead

But I don’t really know why