Drop Dead

Robin Packalen

I don't even know you but it feels like you own me You don't gotta say it, I can tell you that you know it High heels and ripped jeans you came in for the kill Baby how bad can you be?

Don't want to admit it but you hold my heart hostage No point trying to keep my cool, I already lost it I'm intoxicated on how you look at me So why don't you show me how bad you can be?

You don't just make my heart skip a beat (you make it stop) There's no way out, you'll be the death of me

You make me drop dead, on the floor I lose all my self control And I want it, yeah I want it You got me make my body drop dead Drop dead, on the floor I lose my mind, I want more And you know it, yeah you want it You got me make my body drop dead

No I shouldn't do this but you got something special Red lips tryin'a to warn me, I don't care 'bout being careful I'm out of reasons to fight back how I feel So come on and show me how bad you can be

You don't just make my heart skip a beat (you make it stop) There's no way out, you'll be the death of me

You make me drop dead, on the floor I lose all my self control And I want it, yeah I want it You got me make my body drop dead Drop dead, on the floor I lose my mind, I want more And you know it,yeah you want it You got me make my body drop

I don't even know you but it feels like you own me No point trying to keep my cool, I already lost it High heels and ripped jeans you came in for the kill So come on and show me how bad you can be

You got me make my body drop dead, on the floor I lose all my self control And I want it, yeah I want it You got me make my body drop dead Drop dead, on the floor I lose my mind, I want more And you know it, yeah you want it You got me make my body drop

You got me make my body go Drop, drop dead


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