I don't need this anymore the curse of '94 strikes again killing hopes and things and people stop, stop you're killing me and I tried so desperately to escape it suck days ahead I think I'll stay in bed Life's the same I guess everything's going okay I've got to go now I've run out of cute things to say I don't mean to sound so insincere I'm having a bad year
And I'm glad to say goodbye but I'll never wonder why this year happened luck comes and goes sooner or later wait, wait for it to stop 'cause I'm not just gonna drop out of being for one bad year that was just leaving