Tis the season.
The season for greed
The season for consuming
The season for ignorance and whining
And people ask why
Why I don't like the holidays
Why I spend them in a holidaze
Humans will always find a reason
Some ******** reason for them to get gifts
While some are opening presents
Others are opening their wrists
Just remember
The holidays are some peoples bane
Worst time of the year
People never stay in the realm of the sane
Tis the season for misery and hate
And I'm the Grinch.
And my heart has shrunk
Three sizes too small
And its never growing
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
Tis the season.
The season for greed
The season for consuming
The season for ignorance and whining
And people ask why
Why I don't like the holidays
Why I spend them in a holidaze
Humans will always find a reason
Some ******** reason for them to get gifts
While some are opening presents
Others are opening their wrists
Just remember
The holidays are some peoples bane
Worst time of the year
People never stay in the realm of the sane
Tis the season for misery and hate
And I'm the Grinch.
And my heart has shrunk
Three sizes too small
And its never growing
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