So It's been three years, since I've opened up my ears just taking me in everything I see. And in around three weeks I'll 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. Everyone's got a backpack full of problems, but everyone's got a pocket full of change. Of change, Of change. And it's sounds so strange, but I've been counting everyday like it's one more day I don't 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. Everyone's got a backpack full of problems but everyone's got a pocket full of change.