I don't want to understand this horror. There's a weight in your eyes I can't admit. Everybody ends up here in bottles. But the name tags are the last thing you wanted.
Hopelessly a man starts to feed your day. Once he was there you never looked back. How did you think that his words might just fade away. He seemed harmless enough so you let him in and now you'll pay.
How many times have you been pushed around. Is anybody there, does anybody care. And how many times have your friends let you down. Is anybody there, did anybody stare, oh.
Goodbye, the future's sold out. There's no use screaming. Who thought we'd ever get this far. . Tonight, your faith has come down. To money & a TV. Psychics who've never been to mars.
I walked around my good intentions. And found that there were none. I blamed my father for the wasted years. We hardly talked. I never thought I would forget this hate.
Santa is coming tonight. And I want a car, and I want a life. And I want a first class trip to Hawaii. I want a lifetime supply. Of skittles & slurpees and Eskimo pies.
Santa is coming tonight. And I want a car, and I want a life. And I want a first class trip to Hawaii. I want a lifetime supply. Of skittles & slurpees and Eskimo pies.