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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 a

Ship crashing through your 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 floorboards 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