An Artist with a Self-Portrait Has No Imagination - Versus You

I was drinking to forget their shit-talking

I was drinking to forget the heroes that I’ve never found

I was drinking to forget the wrong words that I’ve said

I was drinking to hide from my own ghosts

The word 'life' could mean

So much more than this

Dreams of red water in a white bath tub

Dreams of gray cold blades cutting through my skin

I was drinking to forget the fuckers that I hate

I was drinking to drown the thoughts up in my head

I was drinking to keep on lying to myself

I was drinking to pass the time

With eyes I can trust

You are saving me, my friend

With empty pockets refilled

I’m shaking hands with my ghosts

This haunted town has a name

Dead eyes have been refilled