Hurt and laying in blood

Broken glass surrounds

Memories start to flood

People standing all around

I get to my feet

Feeling lighter than before

On this lonely L.A. street

Body still bruised and sore

Dazed and confused

I take a minute to look around

But still I refuse

Seeing my lifeless body on the ground

Next to it, I see a friend

His name is Death

Then that was the end

Woke up out of breath