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