Yemkela Lyrics - Blindside

Wasted disposable dying scum 

Two months tops before silence replaces your small beating drum 

Isn't that what we're all waiting for 

So we can go home and celebrate our good life 

But I feel gun powder 

Burning under my skin 

Don't say another word 

You might set off a spark 

Cause i've got gun powder 

Burning under my skin 

Take me back to tv-land 

Numbness is a safe zone 

They never trained me for reality 

I'm a reality-tv clone 

Now did you say your 10 going on 11? 

Something is terribly wrong 

Somehow I'm dying with you 

But I feel gun powder 

Burning under my skin 

Don't say another word 

You might set off a spark 

Cause I've got gun powder 

Burning under my skin