new song

[mywordsarewater]

These cold dry hands around my neck
Squeezing out my last little breath
I'm holding on for dear life, oh until dear death

My murderer's vice is the simple life
That I've long to live since I was five
But escapes my grasp, with every tick of time

Why is it hell is so easy to find
I'm not looking for my own demise
I'm just waiting for a minute alone
With my peace of mind

[not finished]