How could it be
That I'm not me
That I'm lost inside
Pushing everybody aside
Since I saw you last night
I began my eternal flight
To the skies up and high
To my small world inside

Don't wanna eat
Don't wanna feel
Just like I'm ill
With some incurable decease
Screaming: "Help me, please!"
But there is no answer,
Just that sweet killing monster...



Written by
Dasha
2001.