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Drowning in your silence, I don't wanna get back to the surface.
Staying with you sounds like the only right thing in my complicated life.
Even if I die in the process, I'll die with you.
You won't leave me, I won't leave you,
And we'll be at peace.
Even if you stop breathing, you'll still be at my side.
I'm killing you slowly by staying, but your silence is killing me.
Don't wanna end it like this, I'll make sure you're alive.
Even if the prize is your life, the price will always be my death.
But I'll never complain, after all, I'm the one who's paying for this.
I'll serve myself dead, my head on a silver platter to the king.
Which means my head at the end of your feet.
The silver platter, you don't bother to pick it up.
The red liquid slowly kisses your feet, already covered with my head, it moves on to you.
Never realized that you were the king?
Well if it's my world I'm controlling, we'll be the king and the servant.
I'll be the offered servant, you'll be the dead king.
If I bring myself to you, won't you wake up?
Guess you'll never.
Looks like I'm..
Sleeping too.