This is a New Year lullaby, I can not fake it.
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You know the reasons, don't ask why.
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When I got drunk and crashed the car, were you still near me?
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Still I've got writing on my face.
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Minute by minute, day by day,
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Though I can touch you you're so far away.
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Minute by minute, day by day,
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Minute by minute, day by day,
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Though I can touch you you're so far away.
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Minute by minute, day by day, two packs a day.
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This is an Easter crucified, buried in levels.
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Though I'm still bleeding I won't die.
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I can see violence in your eyes; I've run out of water.
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Satan is singing me lullabies.
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Minute by minute, day by day,
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Though I can touch you you're so far away.
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Minute by minute, day by day. Ooh.
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Minute by minute, day by day,
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Though I can touch you you're so far away.
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Minute by minute, day by day, two packs a day.
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Ooh la la, ohh la la, ohh la la (etc)
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I know it's time to say goodbye, but I'm still wasted
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This is no time for me to
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Now that its all been said and done, our house is empty.
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Where do I go now you have gone?
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Minute by minute, day by day,
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Though I can touch you you're so far away.
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Minute by minute, day by day. Ooh.
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Minute by minute, day by day,
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Though I can touch you you're so far away.
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Minute by minute, day by day, two packs a day.
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Minute By Minute
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