Instrumenter
Ensembles
Genres
Komponister
Udøvende kunstnere

Tekster: Shawn Desman. Fresh. Dynamite.


And he said goodnight
It will all come crashing down
And I wish I could say I'm ready
I can hardy breathe
You can barely look at me
And I can't take the silence

My hands keep shaking
Heart is racing
And I can't make it stop
Cause I'm just waiting for those words to drop
It's like sitting on dynamite
Tic toc, tic toc
I know I'm sitting on dynamite
Tic toc, tic toc

Wanna close my eyes
And forget this pain inside (oh)
And I wish it was that easy
Oh release me already
Stop dragging me down
Please just tell me now

My hands keep shaking
Heart is racing
And I can't make it stop
Cause I'm just waiting for those words to drop
It's like sitting on dynamite
Tic toc, tic toc
I know I'm sitting on dynamite
(I know I'm sitting on, I know I'm sitting on)
Tic toc, tic toc
I know I'm sitting on dynamite

There's no way out (oh)
There's no way out
There is no way out
There's no way out

Cause my hand...
My hands keep shaking
Heart is racing
And I can't make it stop (I can't make it stop)
Cause I'm just waiting for those words to drop
(waiting for those words to drop)
It's like sitting on dynamite
Tic toc, tic toc
I know I'm sitting on dynamite
Tic toc, tic toc

My hands keep shaking
Heart is racing
And I can't make it stop
Cause I'm just waiting for those words to drop
It's like sitting on dynamite
(Sitting on, sitting on dynamite)
Tic toc, tic toc
I know I'm sitting on dynamite
(Sitting on, sitting on dynamite)
Tic toc, tic toc
I know I'm sitting on, I know I'm sitting on dynamite