It’s been a good year a good new beginning
I’m through with the old school so let’s commence the winning
I’ve been a good little worker bee I deserve a gold star

Come on all the glad hands the black holes and lions
The constant companions obnoxious suppliers
Carnival kings milking holiday sins comas in cashmere

In with the no good to fucked up and over
A total distortion and blind long silence
Barreling head first the fresh open wounds
This I was not used to
Now that my words don’t quite do what they should
Now that, old wounds are resurfacing too
It makes me feel broken it makes me feel good

It’s been a good year a good new beginning
I’m through with the old school so let’s commence the winning
I’ve been a good little worker bee I deserve a gold star
A gold star
I deserve a gold star today

@debnardi