Lyrics
[Intro]
In a world of silence, a drop breaks free,
A sphere of liquid, a mystery.
From faucets tightened with all our might,
Yet the sound persists, echoing in the night.
[Chorus]
Oh, the drip, drip, drip, driving me insane,
A constant reminder of my endless pain.
Through tears of sorrow, and the blood we’ve shed,
The drop keeps falling, echoing in my head.
[Verse 2]
In a storm so fierce, the rain cascades,
Billions of droplets in a ruthless parade.
Allergies flare, eyes itch and burn,
Drops to heal, but they leave us churned.
[Chorus]
Oh, the drip, drip, drip, driving me insane,
A constant reminder of my endless pain.
Through tears of sorrow, and the blood we’ve shed,
The drop keeps falling, echoing in my head.
[Verse 3]
On a mission deep within the enemy's lair,
We moved with stealth, caught unaware.
Friends fell, betrayed by fate’s cruel hand,
The drops of torture, I couldn’t withstand.
[Pre-Chorus]
Awoke to find my world turned dark,
Memories of betrayal left their mark.
The echo of the drip, the relentless fall,
Haunting my mind, breaking my wall.
[Chorus]
Oh, the drip, drip, drip, driving me insane,
A constant reminder of my endless pain.
Through tears of sorrow, and the blood we’ve shed,
The drop keeps falling, echoing in my head.
[Verse 4]
Tried to live, to build anew,
But the drops pursued, my fears they grew.
From every corner, every face I’d see,
Those cursed drops wouldn’t let me be.
[Pre-Chorus]
Bound in a chair, the torture returned,
The voice of my friend, my sanity burned.
Struck him down, again and again,
Lost in the madness, drowning in pain.
Now in a cell, where shadows creep,
The drops still fall, they never sleep.
A demon's curse, a relentless foe,
The drip, drip, drip, forever echoes.
[Chorus]
Oh, the drip, drip, drip, driving me insane,
A constant reminder of my endless pain.
Through tears of sorrow, and the blood we’ve shed,
The drop keeps falling, echoing in my head.
[Chorus]
Through tears of sorrow, and the blood we’ve shed,
The drop keeps falling, echoing in my head.
[Outro]
A drop is a cold sphere from the depths of hell,
A demon's whisper, in its silent spell.
Through every torment, every tear we cry,
The drop keeps falling, until the day we die.
