Drop Dead:

With midnight hair of the bluest black - 
Shimmering like a raven's back - 
A quaint cliche with a pretty face - 
A angel born to fall from grace - 
Now stumbling through the modern gloom - 
So alone in a crowded room - 
Found comfort in the chemicals that reap the life and steal the souls - 
All innocents is lost tonight beneath the heat and flashing lights - 
All innocents is lost tonight on crystAl meth and China White 
Drop dead on the dance floor - Drop dead.........