Show Me a Showdown
I don't want you to speak, just do as you're told
You don't need to believe, you think that they'll hold?
You know the clicks of the clock that triggers my hand
You gotta break every sweat, cut every demand
Show me
Show me a showdown
You are the grade of gods
Too late to say no, and I'm afraid
I want to stay in the skies
You know, and put 'em into space
You'll walk from anything
Burying kings right in the ground
See me up in my ways
See me up in my ways
Seeing you up
I used to rhythmically go, and move the game just fine
And led the flag at night, and held me tight
Show me
Show me a showdown
Well, I've new pressure on the streets
So I'm taking them ba-a-a-a-ack
And everything to notice 'bout them but your demise
And when we came up with the countdown flus
I, I couldn't talk
No, I couldn't move there
I want to stay in guard
And put them into space
I want machines, and new
I want my hands to see it
I used to rhythmically go, and move the game just fine
And led the flag at night, and held me tight
Show me
Show me a showdown
Show me
Show me a showdown
A showdown
Fact, you in the rack
You want a libre track
We are secure, but see where they're planning with that
We bring rain, and we've gathered the games
We worth the combat, never want the bay of the gate
I may
You don't need to believe, you think that they'll hold?
You know the clicks of the clock that triggers my hand
You gotta break every sweat, cut every demand
Show me
Show me a showdown
You are the grade of gods
Too late to say no, and I'm afraid
I want to stay in the skies
You know, and put 'em into space
You'll walk from anything
Burying kings right in the ground
See me up in my ways
See me up in my ways
Seeing you up
I used to rhythmically go, and move the game just fine
And led the flag at night, and held me tight
Show me
Show me a showdown
Well, I've new pressure on the streets
So I'm taking them ba-a-a-a-ack
And everything to notice 'bout them but your demise
And when we came up with the countdown flus
I, I couldn't talk
No, I couldn't move there
I want to stay in guard
And put them into space
I want machines, and new
I want my hands to see it
I used to rhythmically go, and move the game just fine
And led the flag at night, and held me tight
Show me
Show me a showdown
Show me
Show me a showdown
A showdown
Fact, you in the rack
You want a libre track
We are secure, but see where they're planning with that
We bring rain, and we've gathered the games
We worth the combat, never want the bay of the gate
I may
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Writer(s): Daniel Brunelle, Thomas Gavin
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