I’m gonna change, all that.
I’m gonna, take it all back.
I’m gonna change, all that.
I’m gonna change all that.

Living care free, but not carefully.
Seems to be, getting the best of me.
I consume without, thinking about the consequence.
Ingest the toxins and increase the tolerance.
Forgetfulness, careless, acting reckless.
Alive I guess, but not living to its fullest.
Motivation is low, when I am high.
Crash and burn bellow, explode and collide.
With this addiction, that makes it hard for me to breath.
Procrastination, makes it hard for me to leave.
Bad nutrition, Trans-fat, Cardiac Attack.
But I’m gonna change all that.

I’m gonna change, all that.
I’m gonna, take it all back.
I’m gonna change, all that.
I’m gonna change all that.

I never thought that this could be.
I’m destroying the machinery of my own body.
I pick my poison, alcohol, coffee or smoke.
And brush everything off, as if it was a joke.
Until I choke to death, and its too late.
Shortness of breath, neural pruning, slow to activate.
Digging my own grave, a ghost that didn’t do what he wanted.
I got to change, or forever remain, haunted.
I admit, I got to stop, I got to quit, all of these bad habits.
It’s a fact, that I can’t take it back,.
But I’m gonna change all that.

I’m gonna change, all that.
I’m gonna, take it all back.
I’m gonna change, all that.
I’m gonna change all that.