Drop Dead Gorgeous Songtext
von Bacchae

Trapped inside a endless rerun
Sitting on the couch is lethal
After coming home, I melt
See me on my phone (in hell)
Watching gore on television
I don′t see the sadness in it
I don't feel a thing, I scroll
Per-pe-tually stoned, alone
Drop dead gorgeous
Young forever


Drop dead gorgeous
Young forever
It will not get any better
It′s all downhill from here
It's fine
I'm living in my fear
I′m dying
In the morning, when I wake up
I eat chemicals for breakfast
Keeps my mind so clean (I think)

I run like a machine, I weep
I don′t really have the money
For new clothes, or rent on Sunday
Laundry never ends, you know
The stains come back again (they grow)
Drop dead gorgeous
Young forever
Drop dead gorgeous
Young forever
It will not get any better


It's all downhill from here
It′s fine
I'm living in my fear
I′m dying!
This plot's feeling stale and evil
Advertising from the Devil
Ugly all the time, I hum
My face is on my mind, (I′m numb)
Make me feel like it's my duty
Messages that go right through me

We cannot succeed (this plan)
A failure by design, a scam
Drop dead gorgeous, young forever
Drop dead gorgeous, young forever
It will not get any better
Drop dead gorgeous, young forever
Drop dead gorgeous, young forever
It will not get any better