| I'm not unhurt, Falling apart. Can't save my heart, From sweet darts. Can't continue with this bleeding heart. Lately, just want to depart, It's late for a fresh start. Life is a game, so I'm seeking for a mission abort I see death as a beauty of art, Everyone's gonna meet this sweetheart. It's too chaotic, shame it was. Hypocrisy misfits, Too late to ask for it. But now, I just wanna close my eyes, go to sleep, in a casket and never come out of it... |