In this suburban coffin,
today I got to look back and the choices I made,
the sidewalks I’ve been walking through, turned to be me.
Everything changed but I can still see my reasons, which changed, but simply didn’t die.
Today, I’m broke, and the weight is crashing down on me.
So I know I have the chance to still see what I was and who I got to be.
Addictions and apathy,
Fears and damnation.
I don’t have any fear of falling.
Choices I made one day, they do reflect what I am today.
This day is the first day.
Today is the day.