# NEW YEAR
Time was on the verge of a new year
Nothing was changing, future was never clear
Half the world was dancing to new streams
The other half was drowning drunk in broken dreams
The one with every luxury was crying in their bathtub full of sorrows
The one with no food for the fifth night in a row,
was smiling for tomorrows
Strange how people often deal with their problems
They try and put the blame on something instead of solving 'em
And they close their eyes for any new opportunities
Squeezing every kind soul in the guise...