Bullets to the Ground

Doors opened wide, there's no place left to hide

"Come take my ride" the vacuum beckons me outside

And in my mind, all circuits switch to overdrive

Is this the time one single second to decide?

We're going down

Like bullets to the ground

We're going down

Like bullets to the ground

And now I'm flying, I cut through the atmosphere

"And now you're mine" the wind howling in my ears

My mind screams, "Get me out of here!"

This is the time to feel the freedom and the fear

We're going down

Bullets to the ground

We're going down

Panic all around

We're going down

At near the speed of sound

We're going down

Like bullets to the ground

We're going down

Like bullets to the ground

We're going down

Panic all around

We're going down

At near the speed of sound

We're going down, down, down

Bullets to the ground

Down, down, down