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365 Days
365 Days
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They stood alone and cold
On the streets of hope
While they laid on white gold
With warm cigarettes to cope
Fantasies of a few more cents
Even a roof be enough
Ambitions to have more to spend
Nothing be enough
They only want what they had
They only want to keep what they do have
When The clock struck zero
It was the same hopes for 365 days
Resolutions an amalgam and shallow
It was the same hopes for a new day
When the clock struck zero
It was for the same leap of 2 days
No one knew what came to follow
It was the same attitude for a new day
When the clock strikes zero
For another year of 365 days
Resolutions, hopes, and attitudes come low
It’ll be a wish for the Same good old days.
