| This is a new year lullaby
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| I can not fake it
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| You know the reasons
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| Don’t ask why
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| When I got drunk and crashed the car
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| Were you still near me?
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| Still I got writing on my face
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Though I can’t touch you, you’re so far away
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Though I can’t touch you, you’re so far away
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Two packs a day
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| This is an Easter crucified
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| Buried in levels
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| Though I’m still bleeding
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| I won’t die
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| I can see violence in your eyes
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| I’ve run out of warning
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| Satan is singing me lullabies
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Though I can’t touch you, you’re so far away
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Though I can’t touch you, you’re so far away
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Two packs a day
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| I know it’s time to say goodbye
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| But I’m still wasting
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| This is no time for me to…
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| Now that it’s over said and done
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| Our house is empty
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| Where do I go now, you have gone
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Though I can’t touch you, you’re so far away
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Though I can’t touch you, you’re so far away
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| Minute by minute, day by day
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| Two packs a day |