Fuck Off, Last Year

Last page ash on my boots. Calendar bleeding from a thousand cheap wounds.

You took my sleep, you took my skin. You tried to

break me, I'm still walking in. All your ghosts stacked in the

hall. I light a match, watch them crawl. So fuck off,

last year. You don't own me anymore. I'm loading up my hope like

a war drum. Kicking down a brand new door. Ah, fuck off,

last year. Hear my battle cry so clear. I'm strapping up my heart like

armor. Coming for a savage new year. Bad days pin like