So this is Christmas. But there's no snow outside. It's not the way that I remember. What I think to weigh December white. . So this is Christmas. I don't have much word to give.
We accelerate the death process. As we draw towards the end. Open the door to your mind. Climb deep inside. . A window breaks so easily. The glass cuts skin in the process.
This is a public service announcement. We'll get ya. . Now that I'm awake, I'm never sleeping again. 'Cause I don't wanna miss the life I should be living.
You always had some trouble with authority. And that's the way that growing up's going supposed to be. But you can make it through, you gotta believe.
You got a sad, sad song so sing it without me. You got a sad, sad song so sing it without me. . Stab out my eyes, cut off my ears. 'Cause I don't want to hear what you say.