Your eyes are black
They're the tunnel to your soul
I feel a crack
I feel a hole
I feel my eyes
They're red and wet
I know your lies
I know my regrets
I feel us falling
Through the sky
I feel us crying
I feel me fly
I know it's late
It's 3 am
But I feel like I'm dying
As I transcend
Up and up into the air
And watch below as you all stare
I feel like nothing
Am I ghost?
Is this the exhilaration
I crave the most?