You're dead, and the realisation simply passed you by.
Those stars have left your eyes and in their absence have left a glassy surface,
All those tears you collected and kept hidden away
Now seep burning through your veins and disturb your souls purpose.
Grab me and shake me,
Make me feel what you feel.
You won't fight and you're killing me,
If you were me what would you say to the dead woman with cloudy eyes.
I will pound your fallen heart until I hear it's sickly thud,