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