Из альбома: Unstoppable
Doors opened wide, there's no place 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 is howling in my ears.
My mind screams: "Get me outta 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.