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Fat by the Gallon - Change It All Lyrics



Fat by the Gallon - Change It All Lyrics
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I work sixty hour weeks and I'm always on the double
I fought tooth and nail just to get here
And I ain't afraid to struggle
I got a lovely loyal wife and two kids that I would kill for
And this place I call my home I couldn't ask for nothing more
If I could turn back the hands of time is there something I would change
I take the time to reflect how I became me
F*ck that I'd change it all
I'd change the way you left
I'd change every burned down bridge
I'd change the way you died
Among the cards in this shitty hand like sleeping with no sheets
The lights have all gone black again
There's no silver spoons for me
F*ck that I'd change it all
I'd change the way you left
I'd change every burned down memory
I'd change the way you died
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I work sixty hour weeks and I'm always on the double
I fought tooth and nail just to get here
And I ain't afraid to struggle
I got a lovely loyal wife and two kids that I would kill for
And this place I call my home I couldn't ask for nothing more
If I could turn back the hands of time is there something I would change
I take the time to reflect how I became me
F*ck that I'd change it all
I'd change the way you left
I'd change every burned down bridge
I'd change the way you died
Among the cards in this shitty hand like sleeping with no sheets
The lights have all gone black again
There's no silver spoons for me
F*ck that I'd change it all
I'd change the way you left
I'd change every burned down memory
I'd change the way you died
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Writer: Chris Cutler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Fat by the Gallon - Change It All Video
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Performed By: Fat by the Gallon
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Chris Cutler

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