Finish Him

I know I'm already very tired on this night
But I'm not tired enough to
Carry the guilt that cannot be spoken
Even a bed becomes a prop
I don't yet want to fall asleep

I did not leave any last words
Going in silence is more ruthless compared to everything
I sense I've become intense on this night
But the thing in my hand
I can see a lot of fear as well
The numbness has been treated as a toy
I'm happy but suffering from guilt
One can explode anytime
Like a sleeping volcano spitting out hot tears

I haven't finished him
There's only the bombing of his shadow
His own runaway horse
Begin
End
To the second

Without him
Being broken-hearted is unlike taking a leave
My chest can't wait for the forming of the scab
Just finish him
I don't care if he's really astonished
The home is also cremated
Is he nervous?
Just one price
Let me
Cast off him and everything can be dismissed

Let me
Cast off him and everything can be dismissed