Texty: The Vandals. Atracity.

It has occurred to me the reason for my apathy,
you think that I don't give a shit, It's just the opposite.

Loss of humanity, suffering, and atrocity. I'm gonna
join the fight, let's get this party started right.

Something's always someone's problem,
problems always never seem to end,
sometimes they just gotta to end.

Front page, people full of rage.
Trapped inside their world, like monkeys in a cage.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.
Don't cry, not like you weren't gonna die.
If we all go at once you don't have to say goodbye.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.

I got to get me some weapons grade uranium, just
a couple little things that stand between me and
my dreams.


And when we're dead and gone, no one left to
carry on, who's first the buy the farm? The list is as
long as my arm.

Something's always someone's problem,
problems always never seem to end,
sometimes they just gotta to end.

Front page, people full of rage.
Trapped inside their world, like monkeys in a cage.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.
Don't cry, not like you weren't gonna die.
If we all go at once you don't have to say goodbye.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.
Boom