The sun is in her skin, but her heart belongs to rain
The storm is the only time when she can freely breathe again
Temperature is high
She would rather be without the heat
But without the sunlight
She could die
Without happiness and warmth
She would barely be alive

I think that I'm not getting out of here alive
That someone will have to make an effort
On cold stretches carry me out of this room
To the one big outlying unknown

If you think that this is too much
Well here is another even darker verse
Thinking in my very last moments
If this insomnia is family curse

Those questions sticky as honey
Don't want to leave your mind
Keeping you awake all night
Asking yourself, if you are to others kind

Experience adventurous moments?
Is this really our life's point?
When something inside of you is broken
How can you keep going on?

Not able to sleep will make you crazy
From crazy you will go straight to numb
I wasn't imaginating my very last moments
Laying out there in the dark

I didn't really care what will be after
It shouldn't matter, nonexistent anymore
I didn't have any ulterior motives
I just wanted to cut straight to the bone