Think of life as a thriller,
Never knowing what’s going to happen,
You could meet a killer,
Going through life with your foot tappin.
You could follow your dreams,
You could fall in love,
Going through extremes,
You could meet your belove.
You could die early,
You could be all alone,
You could act improperly,
You could be known.
Do what you want with what you have,
Because someday it might not be there.
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