Holly Humberstone - Drop Dead Lyrics
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Drop Dead
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What Are The Lyrics For Drop Dead By Holly Humberstone?
Did you come around here just to start a fight?
Drop dead I let you do what you want with my heart and I Drop dead And you put the poison in every word You said Stop messing with my head Stop playing with my head One look and I drop dead One time just ain't enough, I take you back I call your bluff Why don't you put a bullet to my head My ride or die, I'll take your love and tell myself it's good enough But you know and I know One look and I drop dead Did you come around here just to get your kicks? Drop dead If I cried I'd be lying, I'd be faking it Drop dead It's a fine line in between love and hate I guess I'm messing with my head Keep playing with my head One look and I drop dead One time just ain't enough, I take you back I call your bluff Why don't you put a bullet to my head My ride or die, I'll take your love and tell myself it's good enough But you know and I know One look and I drop dead One time just ain't enough, I take you back I call your bluff Why don't you put a bullet to my head My ride or die, I'll take your love and tell myself it's good enough But you know and I know One look and I drop dead One look and I drop dead One look and I drop dead |
Who Wrote Drop Dead By Holly Humberstone?
Holly Ffion Humberstone, Sophie Frances Cooke
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What's The Duration Of The Drop Dead By Holly Humberstone?The duration of Drop Dead is 2:57 minutes and seconds. |
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