You were right,
when you said, that it wouldn't be bad
to do only the things, that really make you happy
Because who only remains silent, because he shuns conflicts
makes things that he regrets afterwards
And that's wrong, because it isn't that hard
to pretend everyday would be the last
And you look at me and ask, if I can do it.
And i think, I will change, sometime.
Now it is night
We slept and didn't thought of it
that there's nobody here to watch over us
Now there's no time, the air is running out.
We hug eachother, because this will be our grave
For eternity in darkness
We remain in immobility
Like stillborn, like frozen
Just a last kiss and then we're ready.