UNTITLED POETRY TWO Lyrics

I hadn't taken it yet

It was a dark night out

And I couldn't feel my way around the house any more

The cold wooden floor teased my senses

My senses evil dogs in the night

Creeping up

To those who hadn't

Become yet

I knew what I was from then on

I knew that when I took a breath

When I drew in a dream

I had what it takes

I had what it takes

And he's standing there

In his blue mask

With his blue grey eyes

And I'm still thinking about him

And he knows who I am

He sees through me

Help me

Help me out of this darkness

No

No, I cry

I cry

I reject

My own writing

My own format

My never ending search for feeling

And lack thereof

I tremble on the edge

Eye

I… I

So many lies

Another drop of water

That the lord left behind

For a peasant homosexual

Such as I

Who grants these wishes in the dead of night

And who am I to wish for flowers

It's nothing but an absolute pain

On the sake of my old man's name

My pain

For the sake of my old man's name

I can't even be myself

Can't even read myself

A tragedy

Among the many

Among the liars

And the thieves

And the whores of Hollywood

And the whores

Of Babylon