There are meteoroids falling into my head
Meteors coming into the sky of my mind

I have no where to go

There's a voice
that whispers sad things
when I'm happy

I'm soft when you're around
then you leave me alone
with a stranger's voice

I'm losing myself
I love the idea of dying soon

There is a shooting star I see in a dream

A fire in the sky

I'm not afraid
of dying with a smile

Finally the voice
will explode
into bits of a meteorite