Drop The Rain Songtext
von Punched Orange

Well, you know what? I′m not sad
I'm delinquent of Saturdays plays
One who′s watching, one who's listening
Like a monument building itself, yeah
Better thinking, freaking, fooling
On the bleachers of trying to fulfil
Here I am so, I'm still running
Like an idiot who′s screaming tonight

Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire
Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire


Well, you know what? Drop the rain
Call me when you′ll be better than okay
Make me cry and leave me sadder
I don't care, after all, I′ll deny it
It's a race of every fooler
Who was trying to get a bit cooler
Here I am so, I′m still running
Like an idiot who's screaming tonight

Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire
Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire
Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire
Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire

Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire
Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire
Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire
Whoa, whoa
Tomorrow is a lie, tonight is on fire