I play with the apple
They say I should eat it
Or it will consume me
I play fair despite of
Desire to be seen
Or feeling that would
Consume me
I'm not dead yet
But I'm on the edge
I hold my horses
For you
I'm not dead yet
I'm holding my last breath
To spend it
With you
I stop the airflow
For you
I suffocate for you
I am dying for you