feel so cold and shaky.
An overdose on life.
So now i will turn rational off
And sink beneath the bubbles.
Don\'t grip onto any side,
They\'ll pull you up and make you cry.
It is best that I lie.
I\'ll disappear for five.
Find me in the afterlife.
I\'ll be somewhere on a peach hill.
No longer needing to hum to breathe,
Where I am there is no need.
Sit here awaiting for your arrival
Then we\'ll be happy together.
You can\'t die in heaven,
Suicide wouldn\'t be a problem.
I\'ll slip into this coma,
Live in this world
Until we\'re older.
You could watch me swing.
Porcelain face, cracked mistake.
Hanging off a popped out jaw line.
Each lady bug spot I count
Will bow down in disgrace to me.