ฟังเพลงDrop Dead

Drop Dead - Fear Cult

With midnight hair of the bluest black

Shimmering like a raven's back

A quaint cliche with a pretty face

A angel born to fall from grace

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Now stumbling through the modern gloom

So alone in a crowded room

Found comfort in the chemicals

That reap the lives and steal the souls

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead

All innocence is lost tonight

Beneath the heat and flashing lights

All innocence is lost tonight

On crystal meth and china white

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

Drop dead on the dancefloor

Drop dead

On the dancefloor

On the dancefloor