On a collision course to the earth
Trying to get a grip
He is awaiting for his rebirth
The one he's trying to skip

He's going down without a doubt
Becoming a pile of debris
No use to yell, no need to shout
A personal killing spree

It's a tailspin
It's a tailspin
It's a tailspin
He's f*cked

It's a tailspin
It's a tailspin
Tailspin
Couldn't have ducked

He's going down