The Marta Complex - Dead girl

You're my dead girl, and that's a simple alibi…
To get me through, every single day of life…

And so it goes, with a whimper and a nail…
The final lines, of an endless fairy tale…

Let go… You'll never beat this sadness for yourself…
Let go… I'll never hear you screaming for my help…

You feel you've done… everything there is to do…
But we both know… that the feeling isn't true…

Let go… You'll never beat this sadness for yourself…
Let go… I'll never hear you screaming for my help…

And so… It's a long way down from here…It's a long way down from here…
From here… From here… It's a long way.

Let go… You'll never beat this sadness for yourself…
Let go… I'll never hear you screaming for my help…