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I think it’s time to lob a hand grenade Into the middle of this grand charade When everybody’s feeling torn and frayed Pick up the pieces from the mess I’ve made Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade When the stars they shine brightly When your love it holds me tightly I’m thinking you are the one Getting warmer not colder I’m getting better as I get older Getting ready, not to run I think it’s time to lob a hand grenade Into the middle of this grand charade When everybody’s feeling torn and frayed Pick up the pieces from the mess I’ve made Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade When clear skies get clearer You couldn’t get any nearer And I’m wondering if I’m the one You’re talking I’m drinking Making room for this over thinking Getting ready to run Letras de cancionesJust to test the water Just to test the water Just to test the water Think I’d better rock the boat I think it’s time to lob a hand grenade Into the middle of this grand charade When everybody’s feeling torn and frayed Pick up the pieces from the mess I’ve made Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade Hand grenade, hand grenade, hand grenade I think it’s time to lob a hand grenade Into the middle of this grand charade From Letras Mania