Testo Microwave

When they drop the bomb on me
one hundred thousand will be saved
should i crawl into the hole
the world would be my microwave
billions spent on star wars
it won't stop the pain
cloud is moving our way
i feel i've fought in vain MICROWAVE, MICROWAVE
THE WORLD IS MY MICROWAVE
sometimes dead is better
sometimes more than not
what gives them the right to live
while i sit here and rot
time of doom is near
now i live in fear
as i cower in my hole
i smell my burning soul (sole)
never thought it'd come to this
never thought it'd cry
sitting here in my hell hole
sit and wait to die