I think my heartbeat, heartbeat's getting stronger
So just stay with me, with me, a little bit longer
I spit my secrets out like seeds from a fruit whose juices will absolve me
It's apalling, I'm still solid, can't you see?
I beat my conscience like a flame, because I've nothing left to blame
But blame itself. I think my health is failing me.
I've got a headache, headache from watching the sun set
I think I'm dying, dying, but I'm
Not dead yet, not dead yet, not dead yet