Death is in my head
Pounding Pounding...

Have you ever noticed how when the billowy smoke
Have got its surroundings in a grey grip of choke...

I can’t do this anymore
Trying to protect you at the cost of myself...

It’s Wednesday night and I’m all...
I’m listening to music and doing home work...

And the pain of it all, as we watched each other...
Became bigger than me, bigger than us...

Would you miss me?
Would you cry when I am gone...