As humans we always seem to want more We always strive to try and achieve what we can't have I know what I want, but the question is can I have it? Can I achieve it? or will it end up being the death of me? Life is about risk, but is it really worth the risk? Is this goal really worth my whole life? Because the truth is without having her to aim for I don't see a point It was meant to be us, we were meant to be a team Instead you pushed me away because you expected me to leave I don't know whether pushing on is the path i'm meant to take Shall I keep following this path with no end? Or shall I lay in my casket and bury myself? Because if i'm honest i'm not scared of death Nothing scares me more then never reaching you I guess i'll see you at my funeral