Suicide song

I hate to death myself – I cannot find my place in paradise

Where my lover spends his days.

I often cry because I want it myself

But I don’t know why I see him but not myself.

He covers his eyes but says he sees himself

Yet I am with open eyes cannot see myself. 

Yes, I’ve done a lot but he’s never done less

Yet I can see him crystal clear but I don’t see myself.

Maybe it is because to death I hate myself 

That he sees my body but not myself. 


What are you looking for?