Heard it from another room.
Eyes were waking up, just to fall asleep.
Lost like suicide.
Dazed out in a garden bed.
With a broken neck.
Face my broken gift.
Just like suicide.
And my last ditch.
Was my last breath.
Lent to finish her.
Finish her.
She lived like a murder, how she'd fly, so sweetly.
She lived like a murder, but she dies, just like suicide.