When you died
when you died...

When you died
my heart spilled into my lungs...

I was at the bottom
i was down in it...

Lay your hands on mine but
no longer mine are the hands...

What makes me happy?
i write something down...

Shiver, rigid follicles on
aching limbs...

Every day is exactly the same
their eyes piercing into my sheer exterior...

Gripping soul and ripping from body, firm
peeling apart tissue attached...

When every day seems and is exactly the same
same dispute, same stupid things that we've said...

Strength we build
Awakens the death of night...

Driving back home from nowhere
as soon as i'm alone, i feel the void...

I waited for them to leave, to kiss you goodbye
And you held me accountable for the wasted time...