Dead, and yet I still need.

Dead and I'm still bleeding.

Dead, and yet I still bleed.

Dead and I'm still feeling.

Dead, and yet I still feel.

Dead and I'm still dreaming.

Dead, and yet I still dream.

Dead and I'm still needing.


She gave me a handfull of pills,
and said this should fix everything.

The warm and soft touch of her lips,
then just kissed my death away.

Only dreams could be so sweet.
But wake or dreaming she's the same.

She's still here when I awake.
More real to me than my own name.


She keeps me breathing.

I think she must need me.

She keeps me wanting.

But tries not to tease me.

She keeps me sane.

She must think well of me.

She keeps me living.

I think she must love me.


I want to die again.
So she will kiss it all away.

Let me die and then,
Lady kiss it all away.