I head out on New Years Day onto dark streets wet with rain
This first run is necessary to stay in the game, come hell or high water, wind, snow or pain
I've just worked thirty hours and the truth is I'm beat
My limbs ache and I'm exhausted to the soles of my feet
I try to relax and get into the groove, but my focus is missing I'm not in the mood
My tracker works great on my shiny new phone as I listen to old songs and run on alone
The shower is calling, so are my friends, tonight's my New Years Eve who knows where it ends
And again tomorrow the fact will remain that I'll probably feel like this all over again
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