Everything is clear now on my path,
next to the road there lies death.
All I need to do is slip of the road,
then I'd be dead,
there will be some kind of water coming out of me,
which colour is red.
Riding is a dangerous thing it is similar to life,
make 1 mistake and their u r,
not able to take one more dive.
There won’t be a tomorrow for you,
for your life has come to an end,
so here you go and say goodbye my friend.
Now you are gone and there’s nothing you can do,
just realize your dead,
for that fact right now has spread.
Every1 knows about you passing away,
you made 1 mistake and now your not here to stay.