Blueprint

If my moves could match these words
 And my heart beat like those drums
 I wouldn't feel the weight of the New Year
 I keep wishing time would stop
 So I could figure some shit out
 I'd make a blueprint of what I plan to do here
 'Cause by next year, if I regret another birthday
 Then I ain't going about things the right way
 I got a voice on my left, I got a voice on my right
 Lately I've been falling on the devil's side
 Hit the street, on your feet
 Don't retreat, let's go
 Never regret getting old
 Hit the street, on your feet
 Don't retreat, let's go
 Never assume what you're told
 Well, I ain't gonna fear the New Year
 I ain't gonna fear the New Year
 I ain't gonna fear the New Year
 I ain't gonna fear the New Year.