I never thought I'd be a killer. Cause there's so much to lose. But if I can't drink the water. What else can I do. . And although the axe is heavy. It just sits in my hands.
I wish I was you. A piece of gold of the bottom of the blue. To heavy to swim. But too beautiful to lose. Hold in my breath. And diving down to give you air.
Here in the dark, it's funny how I never feel alone. Do you?. Here in the shadows, away from the light. This darkness under which we hide. Like a ghost I can not see.