i can ignore the apparent drops in my mood
but i cant ignore you
i can take care of your problems if you want me to
i'll try my best to make your dreams come true
you have a lot of words you haven't said
and leave me alone hasn't been one of them
just give me some time
i will give you a proper view to death

ride with me in the city at night
you'll be fine
and ignore the scent of blood on your finger tips
i know you like the taste of iron on your lips
who are you trying to convince
cut open old wounds and they still bled
i can give you a proper view to death

no, no, this is therapy
but its unorthodox and never recommended
because everyone knows how it ends
i think i can learn to love your pain
like we said
a view to death