BY: Khan
Christmas on two stories
is never going to work
there are always rooms to hide,
room to hide the hurt
Carols of Fury
singing with pride
then like our Merry Spirit,
everything dies
it'd shatter with a smile
dry tears from green eyes
light up the room and the house,
light up the skies
between extremes
but far from balanced
lets hug & scream
love; be mean
this is so
stupid
pointless,
never ending...
We need to hide
hurry, hurry, Hurry
We need to cry
bury, bury, Bury
Holiday cards
hang from door knobs
DO NOT DISTURB
is sung in war sobs
and so, Doors slam.
That's the end.
Music plays
from separate bends.
it was expected
so no worries
Christmas won't work
on two stories.
is never going to work
there are always rooms to hide,
room to hide the hurt
Carols of Fury
singing with pride
then like our Merry Spirit,
everything dies
it'd shatter with a smile
dry tears from green eyes
light up the room and the house,
light up the skies
between extremes
but far from balanced
lets hug & scream
love; be mean
this is so
stupid
pointless,
never ending...
We need to hide
hurry, hurry, Hurry
We need to cry
bury, bury, Bury
Holiday cards
hang from door knobs
DO NOT DISTURB
is sung in war sobs
and so, Doors slam.
That's the end.
Music plays
from separate bends.
it was expected
so no worries
Christmas won't work
on two stories.
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