Oh, give me a noose I can hang from the tree I need no excuse to end my misery this holiday season is all the more reason to die.
Oh, pull up a stool and an ear to a fool once found some solace in the season of yule this holiday season is all the more reason to cry.
I put on my mittens, one green and one red and I walk alone where they bury the dead the snow falls as I breath its a gothic death rock christmas eve.
The bottle is empty, the sleigh has a flat, the striper in my bed is ugly and fat, her tassles are tangled and what's worse - my jingle won't jangle.
This time of the year makes me sick to my guts all this good cheer is a pain in the nuts when it's your career to be down in the dumps tidings of comfort and joy really suck.
I feel like St. Nicolas is pulling my leg this thing we call christmas is a sorry black plague this holiday season is.... ... all the more reason to die