Blindside - Yamkela lyrics

Wasted disposable dying scum

Two months tops before silence replaces your small beating drum

Isn't that what we're all waiting for

So we can go home and celebrate our good life

But I feel gun powder

Burning under my skin

Don't say another word

You might set off a spark

Cause i've got gun powder

Burning under my skin

Take me back to tv-land

Numbness is a safe zone

They never trained me for reality

I'm a reality-tv clone

Now did you say your 10 going on 11?

Something is terribly wrong

Somehow I'm dying with you

But I feel gun powder

Burning under my skin

Don't say another word

You might set off a spark

Cause I've got gun powder

Burning under my skin

Yamkela