Stood there waiting intensively Waited disciplined and patiently Longing for a second time, but dreams were crushed So my mind got fucked Tricks your brain to think – stuff your heart with ink Nervous breakdown – hide and seek Vultures feeding from the weak Hit the target, that's me, bones make perfect arrows flee Stings like needles through my brain Sticks like glue to my veins We all waited for her to die, not that we sat down waiting But who can live on a lie Sweet little girl, it's gonna be alright I heard you coughin' all through the night Stings like needles through my brain Sticks like glue to my veins Fight the fever and rub my palm I pre-miss your smell