Tekst:
Drowning Pool

Let the bodies hit the floor x4 Beaten. What for? Cant take much more. here we go here we go here we go now 1nothing wrong with me 2 nothing wrong with

Bury the priest and burn religion alive Baptize at birth with the black brush's wine The uncrowned king unholy, forget about the crucifix My rising sign

Negative, negative seems to multiply Confidence, confidence seems to run and hide Can?t you see, can?t you see this is just a waste Waste of time, waste

Slaves, Hebrews born to serve To the Pharaoh Heed to his every word Live in fear Faith, of the unknown one The deliverer Wait, something must be done

To keep me side and strong To make the horror strong To wear a mask To have a mask To have a mask Every time I turn around I feel like shit Help me

Go Can you feel it the perfect day Scratch the leaves, the paper tears A world I'm feeling start giving away A perfect day a perfect day Suddenly you

Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor Let the bodies hit the floor! Beaten, why for Can't take much

Something I just might regret Something you will not forget Maybe I should throw away Everything I've learned today All over me, all over me All over

Down too long like I was before And I've never thought I'd see the day Can't be wrong 'cause I know the score And I guess there is no other way Reminded