Drop Dead Songtext
von Unmaker

Feeding people worry with a smile on your face
Hoping mother doesn′t realize you're a fucking disgrace
The smile that you fake is toothy indeed
Bitter lies full of hate and malevolent deeds

And you can hide your mistakes in me
Look in the mirror it won′t be me that you see

'Cos it would take a life of hate to be you
A death with love to save you from yourself
Even with your fists clenched blue to the bone
With all your pride swallowed you'll be your own when you drop dead

Second chance saloon isn′t far from the truth
Population hypocrites killers and you
You feed on innocence and you prey on the weak
Getting high on misery


Still you hide your mistakes in me
Look in the mirror and tell me who do you see

′Cos it would take a life of hate to be you
A death with love to save you from yourself
Even with your fists clenched blue to the bone
With all your pride swallowed you'll be your own when you drop

A den of wolves you′ll remain
A pit of snakes your domain
Shine up your shit and call it gold
I'll shove that shit right up your hole

Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead
Drop dead