Guess, I’m depressed

Guess I’m Depressed

I guess just one more wouldn’t hurt

For days my phones been without a response

It would be absolute if it weren’t for angry birds

I must be a pretty sad person; I guess that’s so

Cause I’m pouring another cup of rum

To help drown my sorrows

I could probably disappear, never seen again

Confidence is my enemy, a ghost in my life

My dreams were shattered by my so-called best friends

 How could I possibly live another day like this?

Not respected, a joke, just a half of a laugh

A loser with talent, just begging, for a chance

The lonely Cane

Another Christmas

Another Christmas

 

Snow flakes gingerbread and mistletoe hang

Twinkling lights and the carolers sing

Christmas Trees they shine so bright

In the still of the night till Santa arrives

 

Can you remember the magic Chrostmas would bring

Before the bills and all those grown up things

When Jolly Santa Clause was real as could be

And his rain deer flew and their sleigh bells rang

When you’d wait all night just to catch glimpse

Of the jolly fat man setting out your gifts

When elves made toys for all the girls and boys

And a Gingerbread house could bring some joy

Before this time of shopping sprees

And spending money on material things

When your biggest worry on Christmas Eve

Was if Santa would find his milk and cookies

A magical time that seems to be gone

And a new generation whose meaning is wrong

But think of moment before all that

When you’d dress a snowman in a top hat

 

Snow flakes gingerbread and mistletoe hang

Twinkling lights and the carolers sing

Christmas Trees they shining so bright

In the still of the night till Santa arrives