I worry for you, my friend.

You look at the colors
With stars in your eyes,
But you still haven't embraced death
As a part of our lives

You push the happiness
With such certainty
But you forget that darkness
Is also a part of reality

I worry that you have forced
Your contentment too much
And once the high is gone
You will fall and crash

*And I'm not sure if I will be there to catch you.

Is this where you're heading?
Your thoughts stoped spreading
How low can you get?
Have you guessed yet?


You can't get out of that deep hole,
you are lost and gone for all.
Don't seek for air, just choke
What you did no one can bare,
how low can you get?
Do you know what i mean?
Have you guessed yet?

No self respect,
Full of arrogance and lies
you keep on losing respect.


Does it matter to you what words you say?
Or are you just another person that changes them,
Every day.
No self respect
No freedom, just another regret,
You cry and slowly inside you die.
But you know you can't blame others,
when it is you who chose the path that follows

How low can you get?
Do you know what i'm talking about?
what part of this don't you get?
Stay out of my head,
i will stay where i am,
and save my head.
You are lost,
Haven't you seen that yet?

I will tell you when you're wrong.
I have no problem calling you out on your mistakes
because we both know you're better than that.

I will tell you when I'm wrong as well.
I can put away my pride and admit defeat
because there are things that matter more to me.

I will tell you my thoughts.
I can share all my ideas on the secrets of the universe
because I know you're the only one who understands them.

I will tell you my dreams.
I want you to know every little thing that makes my heart race
in hopes that maybe I'll find

it makes your race as well.

I will tell you of my past.
I will take you by the hand and show you every corner
just so you can hold me when the memories become

too much to bear.

I will tell you my fears.
I will whisper of them all night as we drink our wine
and I will shake at each syllable, but I won't stop.

I will tell you my secrets.
I have so many thoughts inside this wounded mind
that I can't always conjure into words -

but I'll try my best to share them with you,
if you want me to.

I will tell you anything you wish to know
but darling, you must understand -
there are three little words
that I just
can't
tell you.