Bombshell

Once again the bombshell is closing in
I pretend to turn my head in defense
What comes next is perfect in every sense
Well I guess
You can't really plan where your feet will land
I believe...
Once again the bombshell is closing in
I pretend the distance is half our defense
What comes next is perfect in every sense
Well I guess
You can't really plan where your feet will land
I believe...
Bow down bow down hand in hand
Bow down bow down hand in hand
That is why we all have souls
That is why we all have souls
I believe...