So Its been three years, since Ive opened up my ears just taking me in everything I see. And in around three weeks Ill be packing all I need, just taking off in a good seat to arrive in the city, to arrive in the city. Welcome to my birthday party, welcome to my dying day. Everyones got a backpack full of problems, but everyones got a pocket full of change. Of change, Of change. And its sounds so strange, but Ive been counting everyday like it's one more day I dont have to change my ways. And I stopped writing poetry, and started up a diary so you could see exactly what I mean, can you see exactly what I mean. Welcome to my birthday party, welcome to my dying day. Everyones got a backpack full of problems but everyones got a pocket full of change.