You tie the fucking rope around your feet.
200LBS of weight will take you deep.
It takes a lot of guts to get up there.
And look down at your death and not be scared.
You dive, you splash.
It´s coming clear.
The end of yourself.
Is coming near.
Your body´s tired.
Your body´s gone to sleep.
Your heart has stopped.
Your heart is cold.
Your heart has gone deep.
What will you find.
On the other side.
That´s better than living here.
Gone away.
From your past.
I can´t stand it.
You´re not here.
Does it make you happy.
That the pain is gone and you are gone.
Away from everything.
That made you sad and made you wrong.
What does it feel like.
To be away from the ones that you love.
I wish you could here me.
I miss the past.
I miss the past