bout the closest thing you'll get to a holiday song from me
i've got 40oz of king cobra and a fresh pack of cigarettes
gonna try and waste the night away, gonna try to forget
that i'm too damn broke to turn on my heat lord i can see my breath
so tonight, im freezing to death
well this could be christmas
its not totally clear
and they probably wont find me
until after new years
yea this could be christmas
i've got noone near
so i light up a smoke, and crack open a beer
i've got punk rock blasting out my stereo they say that im going deaf
but how'm i gonna use my senses when im laying here cold and dead
i'll tell ya right now this is a holiday, that they'll never forget
cause tonight, im freezing to death
well this could be christmas
its not totally clear
and they probably wont find me
until after new years
yea this could be christmas
i've got noone near
so i light up a smoke, and crack open a beer
well santa found me here this morning the smell of alcohol on my breath
my skin as cold as the snow outside, still clutching that cigarette
well i guess he found me in the nick of time, before i could pay my final debts
cause tonight, im not freezing to death