It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises, I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year. The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows, wishing I was never here. I persevere. A crowded room, these whitewashed tombs, they raise their glasses high, they kiss the past goodbye..
It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises,. I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year.. The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows,.