Thursday's crush is a friday night rush And a monday morning cry It's the tail that you keep chasing And it gets away every time
New years eve and it's hard to believe Another zodiac's gone around While you drank yourself high on hoping And watched the ceiling spin from the ground
Counting down from ten it's time To make your annual prayer Secret santa in the sky When will I get my share
Then you tell yourself What you want to hear Cause you have to believe This will be my year
Pound your fist and cross it off your list But you know you're not that strong When the man at the stop light catches you Singing along to a brand new song
Well maybe it's Trash or the overnight smash that brings your Ship crashing through the wall So you can make your grand departure From a world getting way too small
One wheel in the ditch another Spinning in the air
Put your pedal down to the floorboard but you're not Getting anywhere
Then you tell yourself What you want to hear Cause you have to believe This will be my year
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