Drop Dead کے بول

Screaming and writhing Scratching the walls All the tears and your pains are just another disgrace in your life What elements are the cure for the damn virus? Struggling to stay on your feet until the end of the day It's a shame not to feel the taste of your life There will be no regrets until you Drop dead Drop Dead The tireless desire to breathe Caused by the fear of closing your eyes Don't close, breathe Until there are no more regrets, and screams All those are waiting for your return Not to see you crawl Don't let them see you Drop dead Drop Dead