Bury me in plastic flowers
Take away face and fassade
The ones we reach in broken hours
Will tear your dreams apart
Once they will truely notice
Nothing is right or wrong
Begin to feel devotion
Facing all I've done
Crawl as one
I've been having chances
I want to let it grow
Feels I've got the answers
To reach my low
Feeling as it's to be
I wanna let it out
I arise my limits
To raise it all
My f*cking head explodes
Everyone dies and I don't know
What the hell fakes my control
Over myself as I rest on falling floors
To deny of my day
From below of my grave
I've been having chances
I want to let it grow
Feels I've got the answers
To reach my low
Feeling as it's to be
I wanna let it out
I arise my limits
To raise it all
Cut me down
Fall
Into plastic flowers
Take my arc below
Take me down
Feel erased
Wear the crown
Of deaths wish cold