Drop of Smoke Songtext
von Hudson Taylor

Get me out of this room now,
Get me out of this world′1
A drop of smoke is too much now,
A plume of rain is a curse
I'd never move to the city,
I′d never move to the past
I'd never call something pretty,
'Cause looks they don′t always last

I′d kill to get away
I'll die to make my own way
I′d lose to celebrate
I'll win to see the good days
I′ll never stop the fighting
So bring me to your worst
I'll never stop believing
that I could rule the world
ome day


Whoever knocks on my window,
Whoever ruining my hope
I wouldn′t laugh in achievement,
Like what I dream is a joke

I'd kill to get away
I'll die to make my own way
I′d lose to celebrate
I′ll win to see the good days
I'll never stop the fighting
So bring me to your worst
I′ll never stop believing
that I could rule the world
ome day

Gone, gone you're going gone.
Down, down you′re going down
Gone, gone you're going gone away

Gone, gone you′re going gone.
Down, down you're going down
Gone, gone you're going gone away

Gone, gone you′re going gone.
Down, down you′re going down
Gone, gone you're going gone away


Gone, gone you′re going gone.
Down, down you're going down
Gone, gone you′re going gone away

I'll never stop the fighting
So bring me to your worst
I′ll never stop believing
that I could rule the world
ome day

I'll never stop the fighting
So bring me to your worst
I'll never stop believing
that I could rule the world
ome day