Текст Jukebox The Ghost – Dead

Maybe it was just the sleeping pills
When I went to bed last night
Maybe I just never made it home
What if this all has been a tiny, tiny hole inside my heart

And if you’re dead
How do you know if you are really dead?
Or stuck in a dull dream
About nothing that never ends?

I was staring out the window when
I could’ve sworn that I heard a voice
What if there was someone calling me?
Or what if it was just the sound of my soul slipping out last night
Sliding in between the cracks in my bedroom door?

And if you’re dead
How do you know if you are really dead?
Or stuck in a dull dream
About nothing that never ends?

We all at minimum
Deserve a unique exit from this world

So if you’re there, God
See to it, God
See to it