Faithless - Bombs Lyrics
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Bombs
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What Are The Lyrics For Bombs By Faithless?
We think we're heroes
We think we're kings We plan all kinds of fabulous things Oh look how great we have become Key in the door The moment I've been longing for Before my bag hit the floor My adorable children rush up Screaming for a kiss and a story They're a gift to this world My only claim to glory I surely never knew sweeter days Blows my mind like munition I'm amazed So much heaven, so much hell So much love, so much pain So much more than I thought this world could ever contain So much bought, so much sold One man's loss, another man's gold So much more than I thought this world could ever hold We're just children, we're just dust We are small, we are lost And we're nothing Nothing at all One bomb The whole block gone Can't find my children And dust covers the sun Everywhere is noise, panic And confusion But to some another fun day in Babylon I'm going to bury my wife And dig up my gun My life is done So now I'm going to kill someone... So much heaven, so much hell So much love, so much pain So much more than I thought this world could ever contain So much bought, so much sold One man's loss, another man's gold So much more than I thought this world could ever hold So much more than I thought this world could ever hold So much more than I thought this world could ever hold So much heaven, so much hell So much love, so much pain So much more than I thought this world could ever contain So much bought, so much sold One man's loss, another man's gold So much more than I thought this world could ever hold |
Who Wrote Bombs By Faithless?
Rollo Armstrong, Ayalah Bentovim, Harry Collier, Maxi Jazz
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