I rather get lost
In my suicidal thoughts,
Then face my unappealing reality

My thirst for happiness
My crave for affection
My need for love

I want to sleep in the garden of eternal bliss
I want to drown in the ocean of non existence
I want to sink low
                            low
                         ­      low

I rather get lost
In my suicidal thoughts
Then cry every night

I'm sorry