This Year

Here comes wintertime

like a long and dark night

man, I feel so unprepared this time

No stored heat just the smell of defeat and deceit

rolled in to one and then put on repeat

I really need to get a hold of myself

if I'm to get back on my feet

cause this year I got my heart broken

my fears awoken, my beliefs shaken and my dignity taken

but am I wrong to assume that the world is absurd

when religion comes first and knowledge comes third

and there's a fast river

that's a slow killer and cause for bonuses at Phizer

but advice her that she won't get her pills if we don't pay her bills

and it's a sad story but greed is our top skill

So far so good

except for a vague feeling that I should not expect calls

family dinners, long vacations or pictures on bed room walls

these are things I really don't need at all

I just hope she's a

Heartbreaker

a soulshaker and a

lovemaker or a damn good faker

cause I really don't care about these little things that make

a household work or makes her thing rings

And it's long story with no glory

just mistaken for an undertaking that doesn't need replicating

Oh! These are things I really don't need at all