New Year's Superstitions

Fireworks damaging the clouds As thousands of people scream This year is going to my year And a rough autumn got me into that trap So I went to a new year's eve bash At a place that held small parties I had been to on and off But as soon as the countdown ended Out of nowhere it all went wrong The whole ground started to shake Everyone went pale And a brawl broke out in the garage As the walls crumbled to the ground So the owner of the house fled the scene When he took a walk outside And I decided to tag along Eighteen below freezing at fourAM Drunk as hell avoiding all of the road blocks Ended up walking eight miles to a waffle house Squashed some beef along the way And felt a new bond as we ate our food And as I stared at my plate of hoppin' john I couldn't help but notice that All these new year's celebrations seem off I can make all the resolutions I want But every single year is still a curveball and All these new year's superstitions won't work I can eat all the good luck food I want But even the first minute seems off Yeah it seems off Yeah it seems off Yeah it seems off Yeah it seems off