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.