Dramas Cup کے بول

Danger to the feeling you dont wanna feel When it is you and you are few Take the dramas cup and drink up the pills That math is taking for granted Up and down, forever and ever And the loops are getting close to madness Freeze meals stipulated, obliterated Strong my arms to beat the stores Some rooms were made for darkness and your lightning fills the spoon Dont need no mash, dont need no mash All i wanna do is never say what to do Keep this torn spewing their torment misuse 'cause i keep going and i cant say what is it or what is night You This torn is you