Christmas ( Explicit Language )

no one can see that ive fallen to pieces

ive had a shower and made myself decent

inside is smouldering crumbles and ash

shards of betrayal like pieces of glass

never alone when im always divided

it helped me along if im nuts then i like it

i know how to get there ill draw you a map

carry you there with the wieght on my back

the ghost of christmas could show you our lives

you'd be unneffected the ghost he would cry

"suppose to scary, i have to ask why

you did that to children you really should die"

"please mr ghost" you'd beg him relentless

imagine he kills you, says "***** this aint christmas"

but honestly mother i'd rather you live

wake up this morning and know what you did

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