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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