For if I loose myself tonight
Will I ever find the edge again?
Am I doing it again
Loosing myself for someone to find?
I seek the poetry of night
On the lost poet’s eyes
But only find bodies with young empty minds
“Will you be to me king of night?”
Kings of night, princes for one time
Easing pain pills to trick loneliness
Meaningless histories just to kill time
Like keeping same old vices
Until the next morning rises