Nightstand

Red wine on the nightstand
Glass in my right hand i been makin' money
I don't need to check the price tag
Lifespan short, so I gotta live it right
And I don't need a reason to breathe
I just keep on fightin'
I don't even feel like I'm alive
But I'm here
Waitin' til the day I disappear
I don't wanna waste any time while I got it
I been flippin rhymes for some dimes
And I profit

Life's too short, Death's not long enough
Mirrors look back to remind me
Of what I've become
You will never finish something
You have not begun wanna work with me
Then that needs to be discussed
Adjusting my mental, to see what it needs to
But the light that blinds me, it breaks
And it bleeds through
All of this knowledge surrounding
The fact that these habit's I live by might
Cause me to snap