Shortly before or after May I will become absent and likely not come back for A LONG TIME. Untill then, I'll be here, maybe.
Here we go again, the year is almost over.
Here we go again, I still don't have a phone.
Here we go again, the fun is almost over.
Here I go again, now I'm all alone.
Something's in my way,
I can almost taste it,
The way the feeling lingers,
Something isn't right,
One day I'm gonna be famous,
Stupid and Contagious,
Standing on a stage, screamin' "Goodnight Adeline."
Here we go again, the year is almost over.
Here we go again, I still don't have a phone.
Here we go again, the fun is almost over.
Here I go again, now I'm all alone.
Sitting in my room,
I see hallucinations,
Thinking of my friends,
I wanna go to sleep,
Imaginary friends, they all keep me company,
As I hit the bed, my eyes finally close
Here we go again, the year is almost over.
Here we go again, I still don't have a phone.
Here we go again, the fun is almost over.
Here I go again, now I'm all alone.
Ooh, now I'm all alone,
Yeah, now I'm all alone.
Lyrics written by: Zak McKay

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