Yes, it is
Am I dying?
I could freeze
Suck the air out
Trying to breathe
I don't believe in
Tangible things
They're too far
A good dream, well, let's end this
Good on a page, any tenses
I wouldn't believe
Anyone who lived like this
From a long time
You don't have to die
Just stop trying
And then poof
Do you wanna be famous
Or like me, aimless?
Sometimes it feels too much
And I don't care
An alarm going off
Under 400 pillows
Yesterday, worry to tell you
It's like a spell
I'd've gladly taken your clothes
Anything you left behind
It surely could fly
You don't have to die
Just stop trying
And then poof
