Lyrics of 'Know Your Place' by DAGames

So, you want to know your place?
Dive in, taking your own pace
But your ricochet is bound to cause you pain
You're falling harder through the void so you can die in vain
(Rolling on to the tune of violence)

Bang goes the bumper
Racking up your own score
'Round and 'round you go
Dying to end once more

The thread quivers in a dim lit ascendance
To launch onward to the marching sound
Locked back, back on track, we don't slack
It's gonna pick you up off the ground
Round up, you better hope you make it out
Giving death the gaze, taking lives on the first phase
Disgrace falls on your family's name
Becausе you thought you'd beat this race to the finish linе

You're bleeding
(You can try as you might, but you're swollen from the inside)

Off the ramp (fall)
On the wall (down)
Down you go in the gobble hole, now you must pay the toll
(Rolling on to the tune of violence)

This is the call of charging demons, let them roll up and die
Set the score and mark their heads on open targets riding high
Oh, know your place, leave no trace
Let the game seal your fate tonight
This is the call of marching heathens, let the hole open wide
Raising fists and watching agony consume their only pride
Oh, know your place, leave no trace
Let the game seal your fate tonight

Bouncing off the wall
Blood drools from the ball
Dare you stop the fall
Answer to the call

It's never-ending, you are descending
Dithering lights fill the air while you're mending
Was it you all the time you were defending
Or was the purpose of eternity pretending
Your mind boggles as you flip the switch
Into the ditch, screaming like a son of a bitch
You might be higher than a kite, but hold tight
Because the ground's got a gift like a parasite
Lights out

Must be boring while ignoring fate's begrudging grasp on gravity
Your insanity begins
I must inquire why you're retiring oxygen from your humanity

Your depravity begins to breed your martyr
(You can try, stabilise, but we've got you from the inside)
Off the ramp (fall)
On the wall (down)
Down you sink
Now tell your friends you're on the brink of madne—
(Rolling on to the tune of violence)

This is the call of charging demons, let them roll up and die
Set the score and mark their heads on open targets riding high
Oh, know your place, leave no trace
Let the game seal your fate tonight
This is the call of marching heathens, let the hole open wide
Raising fists and watching agony consume their only pride
Oh, know your place, leave no trace
Let the game seal your fate tonight

Defend your title, defend your vitals (defend your title, defend your vitals)
Repeat the cycle, lest you're suicidal (repeat the cycle, lest you're suicidal)
And if your mind becomes genocidal (and if your mind becomes genocidal)
Let your body win, let your game begin

This is the call of marching heathens
Let them know your place, leave no trace
Let the game seal your fate tonight

Let them seal your fate
Know your place, leave no trace
Let the game seal your fate

So, you finally know your place?