He is taking his chances
Wasted his life chasing a buzz
For years the only things that mattered
Were money, power and drugs
He kept running after the high
Gotten from clout and respect
Phone blowing up 24/7
Altered by success
And he can't imagine a life
Other than fast and fun
No matter how far he goes
The distance is never enough
So he falls and spirals down
To the bottom he heavily crashes
And he struggles to climb out of the hole
As his body crumbles like ashes
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 9:00 AM UTC
He is taking his chances
Wasted his life chasing a buzz
For years the only things that mattered
Were money, power and drugs
He kept running after the high
Gotten from clout and respect
Phone blowing up 24/7
Altered by success
And he can't imagine a life
Other than fast and fun
No matter how far he goes
The distance is never enough
So he falls and spirals down
To the bottom he heavily crashes
And he struggles to climb out of the hole
As his body crumbles like ashes
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