tired, aren't you?
laying there won't help
maybe if we try to get the little piece of glass out of your heart
you can try and get up again.

Asleep, aren't you?
running away to the beyond won't help
but maybe if we take that little glass out
you'll probably wake up again.

Dead, aren't you?
I'm sorry t couldn't help
didn't realise the piece was a part of your heart
didn't realise it was part of your head.
I couldn't place it back again
so i guess this is goodbye then...

Just try not to bleed out, can you?

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