when we die
i think there must be more ...
no i'm sure
but then i take a knife
and cut my life into pieces
maby i wanne be in that world could death
would you holding my hand then?
would you say everything is ok
then you can say to me you don't need to be scarred we all die at the end
but you can't die
because you're at the immortal world
and i live in you're memory