by Josh Ruzansky
This song is based on a dream where Samuel L. Jackson (from Pulp Fiction ) is outside my front door and is coming towards me with a gun after “disappearing” of one of my friends from childhood who had been sitting outside. I think he’s going to kill me and ask, “Are you going to do what I think you’re going to do?” He replies, “Yes.”
*****
Russian roulette
Ends when the bullet
Strafe
Don’t shut the door
It makes you no more
Safe
Cause I’m coming, coming through
Cause I’m coming, coming for you
I’m the boom boom
I’m the boom boom
I’m the boom boom
That’s coming for you
Shake if your scared
Run if you dare
To hide
Turning to dust
One day you must
Decide
Will you take it, take it strong
Will you fight it, fight it
Fight it, fight it long
Cause I’m the boom boom
I’m the boom boom
I’m the boom boom
That’s coming for you
Are you ready boy?
Cause I’m comin for ya.
And I’m gonna do what you’re afraid i’m gonna do to you
I’m the boom boom coming
I’m the boom boom coming for you
Fear swallows up the pain
Until the truth
Remains
Don’t fight it, fight it
Fight it, fight too long
Cause I’m the boom boom
I’m the boom boom
I’m the boom coming for you