Thud. Dead.
Henry Breen
I'm looking around up here and I decide
I say bubye bubye bye byebye
I stop to stand and breathe
And appreciate my life
Don't help me
When I fall
Please stand there
And just watch
I try to ride this landmine
Feeling better and better off
Stress encloses my mind
All these obligations
They're piling and stacking with no sense of resting
Images of burning up but I can't help feeling the silence
In my mind there's no way out
Cause i'm turning into ashes
I'm turning into ashes
I'm turning into ashes