I don't need this anymore

the curse of '94 strikes again

killing hopes and things and people

stop, stop you're killing me

and I tried so desperately to escape it

suck days ahead I think I'll stay in bed

Life's the same 

I guess everything's going okay

I've got to go now

I've run out of cute things to say

I don't mean to sound so insincere

I'm having a bad year 



And I'm glad to say goodbye

but I'll never wonder why this year happened

luck comes and goes sooner or later

wait, wait for it to stop

'cause I'm not just gonna drop out of being

for one bad year that was just leaving