a nervess mess
under stress
I don't know what to do
am I through
I'm still going
or at least i think I am
I'm not floating
I think thats a sign I'm not going
what stress
what's with the white dress these huge wings halo atop
wait I'm moving and can't stop
stop,stop,stop the singing
cut my wings and leave me swinging
why am I up here I'm not through
let me say good bye or I'll miss you
I wish I wasn't through
I mean I saved her I thought I'd live
she was sick and knew she would die
I couldn't figure why
out of nowhere I heard a cry
I standed in front of her a shot and I die.