Stop Drop & Roll Lyrics

He’ll be the one

Gonna show everybody with his gun

Feel the air in his lungs

Who knew that taking could be so much fun?

Stop, drop and roll

You’re out of control

It’s taking its toll

It’s getting old

So old

It’s getting so old

She’s in a place

Where it’s more inviting insider her grave

The salt on her face

Stays more permanently than her name

So stop, drop and roll

You’re out of control

It’s taking its toll

It’s getting old

So old

It’s getting so old

But crimson falls

On the homes and halls

I can’t believe

This would happen to me

Oh but she

She will survive

Thanks to the salt

The salt in her eyes

I can feel my breath for the very first time in my life

Is this what it’s like to be alive?

I like that you don’t cry when I’m by your side

Oh now, I think that I could die

Bang bang

Stop, drop and roll

You’re out of control

It’s taking its toll

It’s getting old

So old

It’s getting so old