Lyrics

6 Becomes 9
You still need some time
This city is taking its toll
You're laid up in bed
You know what they said
You can hear everything through the walls

You better bow down, bow down to the one you sold
Bow down, bow down to the one you sued

When the unmarked police are around like disease
And you're feeling as cold as your soul

You wake in a sweat
The sheets soaking wet
'Cause you just won't admit to your role

You better bow down, bow down to the one you sold
Bow down, bow down to the one who knows

You can tell her that you made it
Will you tell her that you faked it?

You better bow down, bow down
To the one you sold

Bow down....