The Possessive Psycopath
In my last memory, I saw a blinding light
I can't feel my body being lifted from the ground
I can't find my voice, I barely make a sound
I can't tell if this is heaven or hell... well it's neither
Oh how I love that life is short
There's nothing much left in my time
I'm lucky my days are near its end
I will no longer hear your voice inside my head
I wonder if being dead is easier than being alive
If you want to end it too, I am willing to end it for you
And when the song reached the bridge part, bumagal na ang tugtog na nagmumula sa accompaniment. All I can see now is Elijah, pressing the piano with such soft manners.
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