I yearn for the comforts of death.
If you took a glimpse into my soul
you’d see the depths of pain so vividly
how much more can I sustain?
When there’s little strength in me
I tread lightly on earths terrain  
Sleep in my bed ‘til I see the moon
‘cause the road to happiness
comes with lots of lanes
but my ecstasy‘s on Neptune.
These drugs are no help either
Someone whisper to the reaper
I don’t need a breather
I need my last one.

What kind of kiss do you give?
Am I someone you’ve missed?
Am I an escape from the life you live?
Are you in need of touch?
Do you need more than a hug?
What kind of kiss do you give?
Could it mean nothing?
I’ll see your smile as an invitation .
I won’t convince myself we have something
but I’ll always over think our conversations

I always knew what I had

never thought about it after

How could I ever stay mad?

Have you ever heard her laugh?