Sesshou-Maru

It would hurt too much to see you die, so one last night, is all I'm asking for. To see your face again, it burns a hole in my brain seeing you die, fall into a coma. Slip into tragedy once again. So tomorrow we'll drive in a hearse painted blood red, just to see you die again the next day. We'll sleep the day, dance the night away. Be good friends, then you'll die again. You die everyday of my life, and it kills me so. I'm not going to be okay. Trust me with your love, if you have any left. So gulp down the cyanide, who cares about health? Who cares about what they say? Jump out a window, steak your heart, you'd do any