I look up in the sky at night
Eversince I was a child
Hoping to see a shooting star
That would make my wish come true
But all I see is the airplanes
Even then I make my wish
Pretending that the airplanes are shooting stars.

Dear Santa,
                       I know I wished for a lot of things before
                       But quite frankly, I'm sick and tired of it
                       Wishing for things I will never have
                       So this christmas, I ask for nothing
                       And don't come to my place
                       Cause I'm not going to put milk and cookies out for you
                       Just in case if you do come to sell your lies
                       I'm going to tie you and your reindeers to a rocket
                       And send you to the moon, you fat *** *****!!

If you want something badly
The whole world conspires against you

If all your dreams were fulfilled
If all your questions were answered
If all your wounds were healed
Would there be a reason to move on?

Either GOD is a one bad comedian
Or may be we are a bad audience after all
Anyways you look at it, nothing's funny.

I'm drowning in the sea of shattered dreams
I'm stuck in the jungle of darkness
I'm left alone in the valley of fear
I'm climbing up the mountain of insecurities
I'm walking under a cloud of doubts
I'm leaving behind a trail of disappointments
I'm breathing in the air of frustration
I'm staring at the sky of mistakes
I'm marooned in a storm of sorrows
I'm lost in a *world of travesties

Let me vent, lament and be sad tonight
Tomorrow I will put on my mask
And **** will go on as usual.