the middle of your brain is gone, mr. torres
the only parts intact
are in the back
and by your forehead
so good luck coping
with the fact you were doping
your brain until it broke
under the weight of all the coke
and of course the x and meth
which brings me to your premie death
it's coming sooner than expected
there's a mirror by the exit
look into it if you can
get off your knees and be a man
look at what you have created
the eyes your storm has devestated