In your black eyes i see sorrow

Not that i don't respect your choice

Just mine has been so damn different



I see that you could but not too high

Instead of me you chase to die

I can't tell you how sorry i am

Unable to talk between you and i



So deep diving so hard trying

To get back home in time for you

You don't seem to be realistic

Just too much of pleasure in life



I won't call anytime

Right below with the knife

I won't call anytime

Right below i want you to leave

Now you're gone.