Darling, Touch The Heaven

I'm already sick
I just don't drink
Because surely I would kill myself

Everything is complicated
Nothing is truth
True as every word I have swore

Don't mind me, darling
Let me kill myself
Let me touch the heaven

My eyes need see the angels
To feel the cold of paradise in my bones
Darling, I know it's hard for you
But please let me go

Flies like free bird in heaven
Flies like free bird in heaven
Flies like free bird in heaven
Like one beautiful butterfly in your garden