Starve by Henry Rollins

I stay out late
I go long
I lose sleep
I go without
I go long
I go all night, go all night
I make the colors go
I push my senses out

I keep my existence lean

I starve

Here i am keen eyed my mind is low to the ground
In my mind real time is mine i know what i know
I step up and get none
I take less and less and less than none
I starve

At the back of my mind i hear the engines whine
Go all night
I make my blood scream
I kiss my fear on the mouth
I make my blood burn

When i step off i go off all the way
When i step off i get off all the way
When i turn my back and walk away
I never come back
I go without i feel the cold but i never come back
I go long - i'm gone