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Each year, each time, the countdown begins
10, 9,
And each year is like a barrel is being shoved down my throat
8, 7
The old year ending, cannot return to it anymore
6, 5
The New Year, another year to go through, getting older and older
4, 3
The future is so frightening, so much to get done
2, 1
God knows which New Year's might be your last one.
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