When the sun goes down
And the moon raises
The invasive loneliness come
Sharpened blades
Blood flows over the sink
Lights off
Acid bath
Breath taken away
In a second of despair
You're not there in a blink
The cigarette still burns
Your flesh is still fresh
Your brain is not dead yet
But your heart, it is
Is a second of despair
The decisions that we make
Is a second of despair
You're not there in a blink