This Christmas, I am off the grid Don't want nobody knowing what I did To the hardest year I've had so far To the day I don't know where to start Strange to imagine we will both grow old Stranger than the days to come Can't read your mind, no I gotta be told Listen to your silence, oh my Lord
In reality, it's not that far away I make excuses almost everyday But I won't hurt you anymore No, they locked me up, and told me what I'm for
There's a wind blowing I can feel it at my door There's a storm coming Oh there are cries for war And if you need to know that I don't love you anymore Well I'm sure there's something else you should be asking There's a problem in my head There's a stranger in my bed Gather up my soul and then Give a piece to all my friends Let them know I tried my best Keep the love and burn the rest
I want to live in outer space I don't believe I'm for this place far away from the telephone ring Far away from anything Stranger thing, my friends will die Strange to wonder who will go If it works out then that I'm still alive Leave me be, I don't want to know
in reality, it's not that far away I wake from nightmares almost every day But I won't wonder anymore face down on my pillow on the floor There's a wind blowing I can feel it at my door There's a storm coming Oh there are cries for war And if you need to know that I don't love you anymore Well I'm sure there's something else you should be asking There's a problem in my bed There's a stranger in my head Gather up my soul and then Give a piece to all my friends Let them know I tried my best Keep the love and burn the rest