Lyrics Explode - Smut Peddlers

Explode

Everyday I wake up it’s always the same
Like a puzzled panther waiting to be caged
Which way do I go, is it back the way that I came
Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode
I’m wound too tight, The fuse is getting short.
Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode
I’m wound too tight, The fuse is getting short.
Too old to gang bang, I already dyed my hair
Will I be here tomorrow or will I disappear
I used to wonder why, now I don’t care
Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode
I’m wound too tight, The fuse is getting short.
Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode
I’m wound too tight, The fuse is getting short.
I’ve tried drinking alcohol like a gentleman
and I’ve tried mixing massive amounts smack with my blow
If you ask me if I was in control
I’d have to answer no
But when I focus on what’s right up in front of me
It looks like there might be hope
Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode
I’m wound too tight, The fuse is getting short.
Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode, Think I’m gonna explode
I’m wound too tight, The fuse is getting short.