My soul is having a life of a heart attack.
Trying to breath fast in irregular type
regularly trying- all the time, life of a failure but
all but's are cutting me with all those times
all times are corrupting in a way that,
can't get things back
things are losting away in my heart
with each beat of my heart, I am coming
visiting
You- in our paradise
and leaving this hell of a world
sure, I might tricking myself with hopeless daydreams
but its only what he/she/it see
You are out there
somewhere I know it
with all songs we share
and with all hours we spend
It almost giving me a heart attack
So, I am keeping using
you, drug
now with poison in my lip
I can love you forever
and I can die right here, peacefully.
