12-27-2023, 11:39 PM
I don't know The last time I shed a tear
Wrapped up day and night building a career
Feeling like peasants scrounging for presents
Clinging to the illusions we hold dear.
When she asked me what I believe, I lied
Yet before they wake up I try to hide
The mischievous elf on a new shelf
Whose existence proves the magics inside.
When kids don't know how it feels to be poor
And adults dont even feel anymore
I'll take my last breath getting stoned to death
Cause now even having fun is a chore
When she asked me what I believe, I lied
The lump in my throat is swallowing pride
Wrapped up day and night building a career
Feeling like peasants scrounging for presents
Clinging to the illusions we hold dear.
When she asked me what I believe, I lied
Yet before they wake up I try to hide
The mischievous elf on a new shelf
Whose existence proves the magics inside.
When kids don't know how it feels to be poor
And adults dont even feel anymore
I'll take my last breath getting stoned to death
Cause now even having fun is a chore
When she asked me what I believe, I lied
The lump in my throat is swallowing pride
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches