Oh
Oh, oh
Oh, I am dying,
is there anyone holding me?
Oh, it is cold,
my body going cold.
My eyes goes blurs,
it is hurt and hurt.
Oh
Is there anyone pulling me down to this world?
Oh,
My pumping heart slow down,
Breathing slowly,
Almost time for death to come
Oh
My spirit has come out of my lifeless body,
Is there anyone?
Oh, I am drawn to this place
and it telling me to come here to
explore some feeling out of art
and pull me out of pain.
Oh, it hurt less and less.
It telling me to stay but not forcing me to stay.
I decide that I am going to stay if this place capture me
And hold me
Down
Oh