You knew times were changing, but you never thought it would be so soon. Sometimes change just has to happen, and sometimes you have to take a second look. And pressure builds on top of us. I think these things come in threes. Nothing new yet nothing’s old, just waiting here, in the wrong time zone. I let my life go to shit with a dream; I hope it’s fucking worth it. My body rots starting with my mind. My disease is nothing more than time. Let me ask you; is it lonely at the top? The world turns fast. It’ll buck you off. Let me ask you; is it lonely at the top? The world turns fast, it’ll fuck you up. And if my final words come sooner then expected, there’s one thing to remember, your life is what you make it. And in a world with no second chances, you better get it right. You only get one try. I love my life. There’s no moment I’d sacrifice.