Here comes Santa Claus,
Here comes Santa Claus,
He's coming here  in bad girls' lane!
Santa's on the moll again!
Over there in bad girls' lane,
Too much gimme from Santa,  he's a pain,
Can you hear Santa Claus complain?
NO! On Boxing Day, Santa's off to bad girls' lane,
"Oh no!" Say the **'s, "Santa's coming again,
Here comes Santa Claus,
Here comes Santa Claus,
He's coming again in bad girls' lane!

Three days ago I found my sunlight peeking through a crack on the back of a rusted dumpster. My body, forced into it by people unwilling to give me a second chance.


It was blistering cold and the wind cut like snowflake diamonds zipping all around. I remember I was walking home thinking “maybe this is all I have left to give”


So two days ago I decided I'd let that dumpster bright ray of sunshine go. If my only good moments were covered in filth, I'd rather just let them go.


My thoughts raced on what was ahead of me. A millennia of starscreams opening across the galaxy as my silhouette becomes the shadow of a dwarf.


I know I'll miss the sunlight though...and even through cracks in rust I think my sunlight might someday become platinum.


Yesterday I met a face that felt like hot shadows. She sung catapults of fire in my mind. I saw her on the stage at a local cafe, strumming demons away from my side. Her fingers bleeding sunshine through her fingertips. Dipped in ridges and vibration.


I found a fool's worth of hope in the skyline and lost a lifetimes worth on wishing.

Doc, I really need some help
it seems I can't control myself
I am my own worst enemy
because I act impulsively

I love a girl from another time
I don't fit in, so that's just fine
I find myself perpetually vexed
by this world overrun with ***

In 14 months, I've hurt her so
why she still stays, i'll never know
I think I really need some help
without her, I'd destroy myself

when I'm down, I'm inconsistent
my energy is nonexistent
within about a day or two
my life completely comes unglued

but when I'm up, it's much the same
I treat life like it's just a game
I can't sit still, I hardly rest
most all I think about is ***

I've got no ******* self-esteem
feel everyone is mocking me
I need some help, bit I can't ask
and I can't handle simple tasks

please, Doc, I really need some help
before I can destroy myself
I know that it's not good for me
but I can't break the cycle, see?

the drink,
the drugs,
the pain,
the ******,
I just can't take it anymore