Here's a package of my emotions.
Is has the ticket to take us away.
You're my potion,
I'll take you today.
Where we can be one and only.
If our touch could be reality.
Promise me not to be a phony.
Why would it have to end with my fatality.
Why should this piece hurt so much,
When frailty to talk is of the essence.
Driving starting to clutch,
If I die of a broken heart today, will it make sense?
Is this the hurt process?
Taking my heart out so easily,
from seam to seam.
Take it, it's bleeding, it won't stop so I have to confess.
Today was so bad, that the lack of sleep made it feel as a dream.
With broken rhythm, I can't help but scream this toneless melody.
I'm tired of this endless rhapsody..
This mornings broken heart, still hanging from the little string with the hope of hearing your voice again.
To make this the last time, too bad to die so young..