It’s too late for falling asleep. It’s too late to live in a dream.
Chasing all the time I’ve wasted, nothing left to hold.
I’ll keep on digging this hole. A mouth full of dirt and stone.
All your good intentions wasted, all to hell we go.
You think I don’t know, but I found out.
A stranger, so easily and suddenly. You’re just so cold.
It’s too late for falling asleep. It’s too late to die in a dream.
Nothing ever tastes like poison, I guess I should have known.
It’s a shame it didn’t take. I tried to look the other way, I can’t.
Another victim of a sun that didn’t rise, so tell me… How do you feel? I hope you feel.
You think I’m gone, but I’m here now.
A stranger, your sympathy is nothing free. You’re just so cold.
You’d rather watch me choke.

(s.ochsner)