Sudden Death (J. J. Johanson)

Try to see through false-coloured eyes 
Promise to act like grown-ups do 
Is it in my genes or jeans I do not know 
Stuck in a never-ending daydream 
A well-hidden secret all those years 
It's understood I send my regards to you 

Tears of joy to tears of despair 
Scratches my back with razor-sharp nails 
The queen is gone and there's no time to speak 
Still in an ever-lasting nightmare 
The song of a ghost is following me 
A salted truth out of false belief 

It's over, it's over, I will always remember you name 
It's over, it's over, and without you it won't be the same 
This sudden death is coming