I wouldn't know if this was just turbulence or
If it was cathartic comedy
I wish that I've known what wrong was my right and
That my memories were more than just cold
"He's just getting attention" I hear them say
Although that may be partly true
Cause when my dreams stopped painting pictures in my mind
I'd just stare at the dark like an empty cask
And when they would come for my body, it'd already get half-rotten and
I hope my memories won't be so

You'd always leave me cause I wouldn't say,
At least I've accepted that it's my fault
These words are from the moon that you never knew
Too bad that the sun can't shed a tear
And I know that you know that there are a million stars in the galaxy
But you're my only one
"He's just getting attention" I hear them say
Although I can't argue; that could be true
Cause when my dreams started painting my walls black
I'd have no other choice but sit still like an empty cask
And when they would come for my body, it'd already get half-rotten and
I hope my eulogy won't be so

I may not have left my room tidy
But I beg of them to think kindly

They would say save the best for last
I guess then I'm just not the best

Goodbye