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The subway smells like piss
You're on the platform
Waiting for the train to end your night
And take you home
Your mind, it starts to drift
Eye lids heavy, with the memories
Of cigarettes and atmosphere
You don't know what you're doing here
If an ending is a start
Are you ready, on your mark
Get ready, set, and go
Maybe farther than you can throw
This year let's believe in luck
This year let's believe in luck
Though Brooklyn isn't far
At 5 A.M. the trains are fucked
And all the lovers are long gone
And so are the drugs
And you sit there half awake
Just watching time with bloodshot eyes
The other half is in the past
Inside of all the photographs
If an ending is a start
Are you ready, on your mark
Get ready, set, and go
Maybe farther than you can throw
This year let's believe in luck
This year let's believe in luck
If an ending is a start
Are you ready, on your mark
If an ending is a start
Are you ready, on your mark
If an ending is a start
Are you ready, on your mark
Get ready, set, and go
Maybe farther than you can throw
This year let's believe in luck
This year let's believe in luck
This year let's believe in luck