Lydia Night — The Bomb
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Length: 2:21
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Am I the sun, your moon and your stars?
Call me the muse that you need for your art
You're not possessive, do you like me enough?
A sick obsession, if you're calling it love
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
My therapist likes you, but what does she know?
She's probably married to another John Doe
We seem so healthy, so I don't feel well
I want the kind of love that takes me to hell
Where's the bomb?
(Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb?
(Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
Where's the bomb?
(Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb?
(Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
I want some roses on the bed (I want some roses on the bed)
I want a puppy at the door (I want a puppy at the door)
I want a text you've never sent (I want a text you've never sent)
I want you begging on the floor (I want you begging on the floor)
I want love letters, analog (I want love letters, analog)
I want the U-Haul with your stuff (I want the U-Haul with your stuff)
I want you crying to your mom (I want you crying to your mom)
You can't believe you're so in love (You can't believe you're so in love)
Where's the bomb?
(Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb?
(Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Call me the muse that you need for your art
You're not possessive, do you like me enough?
A sick obsession, if you're calling it love
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
My therapist likes you, but what does she know?
She's probably married to another John Doe
We seem so healthy, so I don't feel well
I want the kind of love that takes me to hell
Where's the bomb?
(Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb?
(Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
Where's the bomb?
(Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb?
(Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the sweet talk, heart drop, cleaning up the aftershock
Do you love me, love me not?
I want some roses on the bed (I want some roses on the bed)
I want a puppy at the door (I want a puppy at the door)
I want a text you've never sent (I want a text you've never sent)
I want you begging on the floor (I want you begging on the floor)
I want love letters, analog (I want love letters, analog)
I want the U-Haul with your stuff (I want the U-Haul with your stuff)
I want you crying to your mom (I want you crying to your mom)
You can't believe you're so in love (You can't believe you're so in love)
Where's the bomb?
(Throw your hands up, let it go boom)
Where's the bomb?
(Let's do the dance where we let it go boom)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
Where's the bomb? (Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick)
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2 min too long.
2 min too long.
2:20