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Thinking 'bout the New Year
All the dirt it'll attract
Kicked apart the last one
Glad to see it done

I want days so perfect
Perfect in ways I've never seen
Wearing leaden frames
Grim and pure, like me

Counting up your blessings
Think of all the things you lack
Counting down to zero
And you'll never get it back

A lot of heads need breaking
But I know that thought is wrong
Things might turn against me
Then again, I'd do the same

One foot on the platform
One foot on the train


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