A pale reflection
Stares back at me
I do not recognize that face
You’re just a ghost
You’re just a ghost
How could I expect you
To be dead?
My thoughts are suicidal
Alone I break
I’m turning into fiction
You are my bride
Your eyes will curse me
Once again
Nothing will ever change
You hold my fate
In your hands
I can't escape these arms of sorrow
My thoughts are suicidal
Alone I break
I’m turning into fiction
You are my bride
Bring me the endless night
And let me sleep forever
I pray I do not dream of you
I need no demon to hold my hand
Bring me the endless night
And let me sleep forever
I pray I do not dream of you
I need no demon to hold my hand
My thoughts are suicidal
Alone I break
I’m turning into fiction
You are my bride
Knowing the worst has yet to come
I celebrate with my suffering
Knowing the worst has yet to come
I celebrate with my suffering
I am in pieces
