I killed then what I now love,
offended then what I now defend.
Practiced what I preached
but now I’m preaching something different.
I could care less about it then,
honestly,
but today I feel more alive than ever.
I dodged a bullet or two,
don’t get me wrong.
But the good die young
because they never belong
in a world of flesh,
where it’s “dog eat dog”.
And cannibalism is hidden
under a thick, sick fog.
Some said “maybe you should end it all”,
but perseverance stood me up tall.
And even if I have to crawl,
I swear to God
I’ll get there,
to the top of the mountain.
‘Cause I robbed Peter to pay Paul,
but don’t you know,
I used to be Saul.