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    It’s a whole new ball game
    It’s a brand new fucking day

    I'm getting back on the grind, it’s gonna take some time
    Refocus myself, I gotta train my mind
    Visions are stalking me, dreams that flock to me
    28, not close to where I gotta be
    Brand new tunes, killed the summertime blues
    No retail therapy, or pills or booze
    I'm not on that vibe anymore, but it took some time
    Hated waking up feeling cloudy and hitting rewind
    Not knowin’ what I’d find, no mulligans in this life
    I was living for the party and I was blind

    Shrivelled, I was shrunk
    I was mentally drunk
    I was cold, I was down
    I was beating myself

    I feel hungry now
    Likе a baby boy
    I'm awake, I'm awake
    I'm awake, I'm awakе
    And it’s a whole new ball game
    (It’s a whole new ballgame)
    It’s a brand new day
    (It’s a brand new fucking day)

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    It’s not the news, I was looking for
    But for a change, I wasn’t hanging
    I was honest with myself for once
    Instead my usual haranguing

    You’ll be banging on my door no more
    I'm bored man of being bored
    How many more can I afford?
    Dormant dreams, shelved & stored

    I feel hungry now
    Like a baby boy
    I'm awake, I'm awake
    I'm awake, I'm awake
    And it’s a whole new ball game
    (It’s a whole new ballgame)
    It’s a brand new day
    (It’s a brand new fucking day)

    Shrivelled, I was shrunk
    I was mentally drunk
    I was cold, I was down
    I was beating myself

    I feel hungry now
    Like a baby boy
    I'm awake, I'm awake
    I'm awake, I'm awake
    It’s a brand new day
    It’s a brand new day
    It’s a brand new day
    It’s a brand new day

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    Composition: Rare Americans

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