Diary of Dreams - Drop Dead lyrics

Drop dead-permanently gorgeous
In the mood to lose control

Go leave me as my best friend (but please)
Stay out of sight
I hunger for the next one-tonight

Are you cleaned in your soul?
Or is a victim the one who speaks the truth?

What can you tell about a person with a gun?
Come on, give up, give up!
My little servant is just like a tattoo
You cannot wash it off - you
Cannot seem to let it go

Maybe it may be, that you need shelter
Run for help
Run for miles and find no one to blame!

I cannot see you i cannot feel you


I cannot sense the distance to you (at all)