Last night i died
as my soul seized to raise...

The pulsing sensation of my heart
creates a sensual momentum...

Some days you sit and wonder
other days you dream of death...

I step of the bus
and glance around...

Can stop thinking, wishing wonderin
if there'll ever be a chance for me...

I think i really like you
i think its really true...

Today my spirit plunged
my heart was ripped apart at last...

The night feels so draining
cant describe how i feel...

Life for a minute flickers in the distance
and it is then i look over my life as a whole...

Do i look like an object
that you can use...

The vivid images painted in my mind
portrays the very essence of our love...

Why is it i always feel alone
although I'm always surrounded...