| Let me leave this all behind |
| My life, my stress, my worry |
| When you’ve died a thousand times |
| All the lines get blurry |
| Could you kill me if I asked you to, you to |
| You say you hate to breathe, but I do, I do, I do |
| When it’s cold outside, do you think of me? |
| When you’re all alone, then you might finally see |
| In my mind, everything’s empty, including me |
| But I understand that I don’t understand a thing |
| Could you kill me if I asked you to, you to |
| You say you hate to breathe, but I do, I do, I do |
| Could you kill me if I asked you to, you to |
| You say you hate to breathe, but I do, I do, I do |