Oh

Scars and bruises
all this lies made me grown so old
days are passing by, to fast to notice
inhale, exhale, standing on the edge
inhale, exhale, thinking my life over
inhale, exhale, there are no longer any reasons to hide
inhale, exhale, jump


The pounding of my heartbeat against my chest
falling fast, totally exposed
There's no reason to hide
hit the ground


I can hear people talking over my head
voices of strangers, is this what's heaven's like?
Slowly open my eyes, everybody are dressed in white
Angels


Try to speak but there's no sound coming out
the angels turn around and stare at me,
someone screams out loud "she's alive"
and I can hear someone calling me "the miracle child"


Slowly it gets to me...I'm not in heaven
I find myself lying in a hospital bed
my wrists and legs are tied to the bed
why, oh why?
Inhale, exhale
I'm alive.

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