Drop Dead

Got you by my side
What a shame we’re still alive
Oh my God I can’t drive home
Selling suicide notes
Yeah I can’t go home
I don’t wanna go home
Well, I can’t stop
Drop dead, fuck that
Yeah you know
How this shit got me upset
Fuck that
All I wanna do is
Get black out drunk
I had pills for lunch
And you still stay the night
Supernova, blowing up the sunset

Every time we drop by we drop dead (fuck it all)
Down in the basement, we’re so faded
Wasted, tasteless, fuck it all
We’re running out of steam
Impatient
What a shame we don’t face it