Melatonin

she ran into the wall

so sweet and unknown

a worn comatose

after six milograms

we're talking again

who would know

sweet and so low

who would know

my brain doesn't produce any

i'm soaring without anything

she said i'm taking my time

and now we'll move on with everyone

i'll see my friend soon again

my brain doesn't produce any

i'm soaring without anything

we said aloud

that we can’t pull out