Title: Grenade in your ass
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Artist: Brutal Death
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Tempo: 120 BPM
Tracks: 3
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Bars: 19

Lyric

You don't talk to anyone
You won't look at anyone but her
And I don't think she's listening
I doubt she remembers your name
And you say, when will she notice me?
And you feel like you're gonna break
And you say, when will she notice me?
And it feels like a hand grenade
That man, I'll never understand
Everyone's living in the past
Instead of forgetting her
You're always kissing her ass
I know that there's not much to say
So I'll look stupid anyway

You don't talk to anyone
You won't look at anyone but her
And I don't think she's listening
But you still play that game
But I think the best way
Of moving on is to attack
'Cause she's just a hand grenade
So pull out the pin, and throw it back
I know that there's not much to say
So i'll look stupid anyway
Like a hand grenade, like a hand grenade
A hand grenade