Murdered

I die,
I die everytime
I remember you

I die,
I die everytime
I realize that you're not mine
Anymore

I die,
I die everytime
I realize after all this time,
I'm still yours.

The insanity comes to me,
To hurt you, to kill you
Like you killed me so many time before

But we both know,
I'm not that strong.

And, here I am, lying in the shallow grave that I built myself with so many evil thoughts inside my head, they says, I should hurt you because you deserve it.

But, I know you don't deserve any of it.

I'm not ready to sail.
Even when you have been travel thousand miles away.

I'm not ready to leave.
Because everything goes around and round.
Would you come back?
Would you come back to me?