She was a shooting star a wish I had
Yet too far away to actually have
She briefly lit up my sky
But was gone before I saw her beauty inside
I am digging my own grave
Putting myself away
I am the burden of Sisyphus
The endless cycle of hopelessness
She is the sun that melts away
The frost layer on me every day
I am the moon here and then gone
She lights up the world because I am not bright enough
I am digging my own grave
Putting myself away
I am the burden of Sisyphus
The endless cycle of hopelessness
I am Eurydice, stuck in this hell
Waiting for Orpheus to save me
I hope I can cross the threshold
I hope to escape from Hades