Death will come,
My beautiful young one,
Says a voice from far behind.
I want to drown,
Smash my crown,
I want to lose my mind.
But maybe you are needed,
Says a voice that pleaded,
I want to drown it out.
But now I am sinking,
Into water so drowning,
And they just want to hear me out.
I love the lie,
I love the fall,
I'd love to leave myself behind.
But what I hear,
From ear to ear,
Is something I wouldn't usually find.
