Holiday Song

You said your life was empty
Oh, but these arms are here for eternity
And your family full of dread
Lay poisoned in their beds
It’s not your fault
Just the way you were bred
Oh, all these lies beneath the cross
Oh, stab your eyes out
It’s sight you lost
And the sickened, and unwed
With their cats and candles around their beds
If you’re alone it’s ok if that’s how it ends
Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better
Can you take me down to the water
Can you lead me straight under
Your eyes, cold and serene
In this watery dream
And your family full of dread
Lay poisoned in their beds
It’s not your fault
It’s just the way you were bred