Death is my escape, my paradise,
But no matter what I try,
I can't ever get even close to there,
I cannot seem to die,
If I confessed to all my demons,
In my sick life full of sin,
Could you look me in the eyes,
And tell me you'd forgive?
In the few years that I've lived,
I've known more pain then average,
That no one could've lived through
Without becoming completly savage,
You were my only refuge,
The only island in the sea,
But like others gone beforeyou,
You saved yourself from me,
I couldn't help finding excuses to see you,
I kept making excuses to hear you,
To see your lips form their angry words,
To lift me out of the gloom,
But in the end, you as good as killed me,
But death would've been preferable,
My beating heart is not enough to hold you,
Not binding, and irriversible,
Would you take me if I were dead,
A ghost as graceful as a dancer?
Haunting you, even more lost a soul,
In death, I'll find my answer.
