Paroles
You can control our voice
but you can't control the noise
My chances going down
Aping the sun in the sky
My time is running out
As tears flowing from my eyes.
Showdown, bow down
Press your head onto the ground.
Showdown, bow down
Press your head against the fucking ground!
Submission and defeat
On her weary, longing eyes
She's here to claim my freedom
She will pay with her life.
Showdown, bow down
Press your head onto the ground.
Showdown, bow down
Press your head against the fucking ground!
You can control our voice
But you can't control the noise
Showdown, bow down
Press your head onto the ground
Showdown, bow down
Press your head against the fucking ground
