Disturbed - Droppin' Plates Lyrics

Artist: Disturbed

Album: Sickness (explicit)

  • Songwriters: Dan Donegan, David Michael Draiman, Steve Kmak, Michael Wengren

Well, here we go again, get up
A little somethin' for your ear hole, get up
Baring a part of my soul again, get up
Disturbed in the house, we're droppin' plates

You said it couldn't be done
Told me that it's the kind of battle that just couldn't be won
You know you're too sick, too hard, too fucked in the head
You'll never make it, no, not in this lifetime

Well guess again my friend, don't act surprised
We got the bass drum kick that will blow out your eyes
'Cause when you hear this shit, you'll get to steppin'
Gonna fight the war and use my music as a weapon

You know I'm talkin' 'bout recognition
You know I'm talkin' 'bout vindication

Another goddamn slap in the face
Don't wanna give us a place, are you afraid?

Well fear this 'cause I'm breakin'
Through the walls of your nightmare
Wake up time to die, the way I'm livin' there
Is no compromising it

Better get ready for another surprise
And it may leave a mark because I'm coming fast
Plantin' thoughts in your mind
And droppin' plates on your ass

Well, here I come, I'm droppin' plates on your ass
Well here I come, I'm droppin' plates on your ass bitch
You never mind and you don't need this
Well here I come, I'm droppin' plates on your ass bitch
You never mind and you don't need

Well on your mark, here we go again
Well, never mind 'cause you're not number one
You're too hard and from the other side
I think it's time to bring it home again right to me


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