"I'm really not afraid of death
I'm just afraid to watch you die"
You look at me
Those smiling eyes within a frown
Oh, no don't cry
And then you apologise
"I'm so sorry, David"
For what? This silence so thick?
All I can hear is that sound his drip
One thousand moments now have passed
But now I've caught my breath at last
"Oh, come on now"
I'm smiling back
I'm holding in one more attack
He can't stop thinking about the past
"All of it is sacred
Pa, memories are sacred"
I lied
Pursing my lips
Stroking your grey hair with my fingertips
I told myself he's not a ghost
He's not a ghost just yet
But then you took him and I hate you
I'll come for your head
If you are real, what do you want?
Just give me back my friend
I have a question...
So what if he's in pain and you put him there?
So what if he's in pain? Why don't you care?
What if he's screaming for help?
Where does he go?
What if he's not ready?
What if it's too early?
What makes you the one to decide that a man who is so beautifully capable of apologising for the cancer he shouldn't even have should be gone?
Why didn't you pick me, the liar?
Why didn't you take the pathetic man full of cowardice?
Full of bitterness and hate?
I hate myself
I hate you
You're taking the wrong one
Don't take him
I told myself he's not a ghost
He's not a ghost just yet
And then you took him and I hate you
I'll come for your head
If you are real, what's going on?
I thought you were our friend
I told myself he's not a ghost
He's not a ghost just yet
You snuck right in and took him out
While I had turned my head
If you are real, what do you want?
Just give me back my friend...