Let's drink to end this year, so many ends
Our closest dreamers turning dry and bitter
Our hands reach nothing, all we get is glitter
We strive so hard, but cannot make amends
Let's dream to end this end, so many years
So many drinkers turning spry and boring
We're out of drugs, they even stopped the whoring
But we shall force our way to joy from tears
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