He scared me
Made me go thinking of a theory
Why he spoke of death with pleasure
And said people had to die
He scared everyone away
Except for me
I was in a certain way fascinated
And something just popped into my thoughts
That he was ready to die
This was his way of coping
If he was ready, the risk would hurt less
If he would go
But it’s just a theory
I could have it all wrong
Maybe he’s just weird
Maybe nothing makes sense in his world
I can’t help myself
I’m still fascinated by him
I still want to know his reasons
I just don’t know if it’s now about the things he does
Or that I just like him in a way like no-one else likes him.