Kind Of Like Spitting - Tyco Racing Set And A Christmas Story Fifteen Time lyrics

rate me

Here comes winter trial

Wishing I could remember being a child

On my knees again

Begging for Jesus or maybe an okay friend

I have been betrayed

By an anger that broke me, broke me

Here's to what I could've done

Another year passes, I still feel on the run

Pull the winter inside me

I draw a picture

But it's not the way you planned, ever

Round cold Christmas time, I never feel quite real

My family fucks me up, some wounds don't ever seem to heal

I get drunk to forget their faces, but part of me misses a home

His holy infancy won't fill the hole

Round yon virgin tenderness be kind

The faithless, they need you more than you realize

It seems like around Christmas time we're all hanging by thin strings

I try to dry my eyes but the rain just seems to cling

Sleep and hope for January