5 acessos
I waddle away the day
Thinking of love gone away
Skies are filled pale winter gray
Christmas rings in windows displays
In december
I regret the things I said
I wish my emotions were dead
Rolling like a film in my head
Painted on my sidewalk in red
In december
Now I see it's all just a game
One I never wanted to play
You fucked with my head every day
Now I'm the only hope you obey
In december