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December is gone and on and on I swore that I'd go to the end of this one! But January it ended my buzz with just enough to finish me off... Could I be loosing my angle on you? With everyday that I don't come through Could I be loosing my angle on you? With everyday that I don't come through The best laid plans always lay me out But this time of year I was going to be an astronaut My words weigh less, and less I fear soon They'll just float up to the moon with you Could I be loosing my angle on you? With everyday that I don't come through Could I be loosing my angle on you? With everyday that I don't come through that I don't come through From Letras Mania