The Sky Is Falling.

Hold your breath.
Make a wish.
Count to three.

Sometimes a dream turns into a dream.
So wait me on the other side.
I'm coming towards you.
I promise that I'll be faster.
And if we truly wish, we'll be free.

I'm counting on you to hold my hand.
I'm counting on you to love my heart.
I'm counting on you to save my soul.

Believe me, I'll just want to stay with you.
But I know that this would be impossible.
Can we be a couple?
I could say it but I'd lie.

I've got the bullets. In my own chest.
I've got the blood. Like all the rest.
Close your eyes and trust me.
The sky is falling...

So hold your breath.
Make a wish.
Count to three.

Love. Dust. Love. Lust.