Ask me who am I and I’ll tell you
I’m not one but two
The comedy and the tragedy.
There is no intermission in this show.
You’ll drift from an ecstasy of creativity to a catatonic state of depression.
I’ll suck the marrow out of your bones and fill them up with an intoxicating concoction of heroin and when you want more
I’ll lock you in a cell and torment you with the ideas of what and who you would of been.
Ask me who I am and I’ll tell you I’m your nightmare dressed as an angle.
I’m the last air you grasp onto as you begin to drown into obscurity
I’m the last drop of poison on your lips as you realize that there’s more to life.
I’m the kiss that sets a fire inside you that can’t be extinguished
I’m the euphoria in your desperation for life.
Ask me who I am and I’ll tell you