Whatever

Prince, angel, master
Notice
I call you different names
For you are to me
A lot of things.

Life, sickness
Rest, insomnia
Bliss, solitude
Sobriety, dementia.

You are sun, you give me light
The brightest moon, the darkest night,
The bluest sea, but then too deep
An angel's lullaby while I sleep.

You are nightmare, you are dream
Love, hate and everything in between.

You make me want to bleed, breath
Give up, go on, surrender, live.

You are addiction, and it's only cure.
And in all this confusion some things are sure.

You are love, you are love
You are happiness you are love.
You are death, you are life, you are love.