Ghostmaker

Rage my oldest friend
Did you think I'd never see you again
I'm just a madman
sitting on my empire of ash and piss
I just miss
cigarette smoke
And the pain
In my lungs and veins
Idiot in my reflection
A little short of perfection
It's cold
And old
Monsters that devour your name
the fact of what is the matter
Is this past or present
That's leaving me behind
I fight each day
But I lose
A little in every way
I can see it
In your eyes
Guess that was my mistake
But I know
It's better than losing you
Tonight
Out of gas and gin
Old scars
New stitches
Nine lives
Three wishes
Wasted them all away
For just a dream of yesterday
A sacrifice of myself
For you
I'll bleed
If only to keep you from going under
And only seeing every ghost
You ever made