December in Red
send me a postcard
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Hey.
If you're taking off now show me the way out.
If I were you I'd get my my things packed, I'd never move back.
Goodbye.
I see you wearing down and you're losing your cool; we can't go on without you to carry us on through.
This maelstrom and we're all going down with the ship.
Who's responsible for this?
The way we live, we're using it all up and we're wearing our welcome.
Show me the way out.
Tonight I'm ready to find out.
The days keep passing faster and it's harder to pick up our feet and move till we all turn loose.
Show me the way out.
Tonight I'm ready to find out.
Send me a postcard.