Drop - Hope Sandoval & The Warm Inventions

Written by：Hardson Trevant Jermaine/Robinson Romye

The way you drop is like a stone

Making out you're flying

But you've just been thrown

Till kingdom comes

And through bitten tongues

These eyes get stung

With every curse sung

These twisted times

Can't compare to mine

And heaven knows where loving goes

I should have guessed

When I took that pill

Do I love her still

Well did Jesus kill