Stood there waiting intensively
Waited disciplined and patiently
Longing for a second time, but dreams were crushed
So my mind got fucked
Tricks your brain to think – stuff your heart with ink
Nervous breakdown – hide and seek
Vultures feeding from the weak
Hit the target, that’s me, bones make perfect arrows flee
Stings like needles through my brain
Sticks like glue to my veins
We all waited for her to die, not that we sat down waiting
But who can live on a lie
Sweet little girl, it’s gonna be alright
I heard you coughin’ all through the night
Stings like needles through my brain
Sticks like glue to my veins
Fight the fever and rub my palm
I pre-miss your smell