Your liver thinks you're too thirsty
Your mind runs off drugs
You'll be dead before thirty
Or killed off by thugs
You escape this reality
to where, what does it give you
You've only escaped your mortality
for your death is long overdue
You were humble, you were frightening
Now you stumble, and stopped with fighting
Where's the real you gone?
for this one's almost done!
You'll be dead before thirty
"Though will you live to thirty?"
What people tell me, and the final quote is a quote of my words. I think changing the perspective for myself and the other people would be a good change, but then again. Other's won't be able to cope with my lifestyle