Gentle whispering, voices murmuring
as you're getting near, and so is regret
taking my right hand, I’m slowly fading
saying goodbye without breaking a sweat
catching up to me, I slowly let go
realizing you have arrived too early
draining me and taking me nice and slow
giving me no choice, I had to agree
finding peace was my one and only choice
resting my hand in yours, I learned to trust
scream or shout, no one can hear my loud voice
gentle whispering. Letting go, you must

I slowly take off this lifeless costume
As its heart stopping ba-bom baa-bom...