FAIRWELL MADISON LYRICS

"Calendar Year"

Crumpled up is this near year.
We find a new one and it's filled with hope.
Tell me when the passion's here,
relieve the tension from my neck.
I spend the hours;
eyes on my prize;
abstaining from imbibing.
Wish I could fall into this glass and drown.
Apple juice and my champagne glass.
I avoid the smoke while others laugh.
The season's gone.
Crumpled up is this near year.
We find a new one and it's filled with hope.
Tell me when the passion's here,
relieve the tension from my neck.
I spend the hours;
eyes on my prize;
abstaining from imbibing.
Wish I could fall into this glass and drown.

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