maybe it was just the sleeping pills, when i went to bed last night, maybe i just never made it home, what if this all has been a tiny, tiny hole inside my heart, leaking very very, very very slowly?, and if you're dead, how do you know if you are really dead?, or stuck in a dull dream, about nothing that never ends?, i was staring out the window when, i could've sworn that i heard a voice, what if there was someone calling me?, or what if it was just the sound of my soul slipping out last night, sliding in between the cracks in my bedroom door?, and if you're dead, how do you know if you are really dead?, or stuck in a dull dream, about nothing that never ends?, we all at minimum, deserve a unique exit from this world, so if you're there, god, see to it, god, see to it
