Staring down the barrel of another holiday force-fed a christmas carol of another time, another place, another way what child is this who, who laid to rest on mary’s lap is sleeping well, what child is this who, who feels so blessed yet cannot keep from weeping
I should be tending to the horses who intend to cart my joy from now into forever, i’m just a lowly unstable boy I’m a failure on a journey, but my strength is gathering and it’s only fair that i make it there, yeah, i’m on my way to mattering
But all the way, on the way, i couldn’t contain my fear my lips only look rosy cuz my skin looks so white in here shred up my fingers on this bottle cap that won’t twist off aching for the syrup that could cure me of this hacking cough
Ask me how i’m feeling and i’ll say i’m okay though my mind is reeling, can’t think of anything better to say is that what you get for running a yellow light— piss full of regret and a fix that doesn’t last i'm a super-cali-fragile piece of fucked up à la i need a spoonful of something fast
I should be tending to the horses who intend to cart my joy from now into forever, i’m just a lowly unstable boy I’m a failure on a journey, but my strength is gathering and it’s only fair that i make it there, yeah, i’m on my way to mattering
But all the way, on the way, i couldn’t contain my fear my lips only look rosy cuz my skin looks so white in here shred up my fingers on this bottle cap that won’t twist off aching for the syrup that could cure me of this hacking cough
Stupid fucking world of mine you keep moving the fucking finish line you trick me over here, you hide it over there you start another game when you see me starting to care, well i don’t expect you to hear me say i’m gonna chew my way out of your lab rat cage someday
But all the way, on the way, i couldn’t contain my fear my lips only look rosy cuz my skin looks so white in here shred up my fingers on this bottle cap that won’t twist off aching for the syrup that could cure me of this hacking coughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
