Ducking, dodging, hiding away,
Waiting for that faithful day,
When everything will be wiped away;

No more memories at all,
Once i'm caught, I will fall,
Waiting, waiting in the blades,
Thinking of the choice I have made,
To hide from my problem,
Always the way,
Until he comes that fateful day;

Searing through my broken heart,
The bullet doth dig further,
It seems I have been caught my love,
So as I die as i miss you so,
Hoping we will see each other again at long last,
The surroundings grow dark,
For at last they have caught me;