Cracked Out Christmas

little jolly bearded men singin' merry christmas, kids believin' if theyre good, they'll get shiny presents. his naughty list is big shit, all i got to show for is an empty thang of blistex. coloured lights screamin out this might be your last chance. and i receive 'em, i believe 'em, but this devil on my shoulder is makin it a struggle, to break free and and do me. whisperin you know sam, you know that you never can. cause if you could therefore you would, years ago, pockets filled with dough, but no hope. cause shit's got me tricked, thinkin' imma fly like a jetson. nothing crystal clear about it, 'cept in the end you'll learn a lesson. once sam i am, now sam don't know, hate familiar tickles at the back of my nose. just let it out and do it now, but i'm thinkin' that i can't tho, was on the right path, so just like alice, where the fuck did i go? like the door throughout the day, brain's stuck on lock down, eyes wide, 3 2 1... ready? now we're fuckin' space bound. no love lost, means no love found. wasnt lookin for anythang when i went and found you, there you were, brown eyes glossin', knew you were alone too. couldn't help it, somethin bout it, i just wanna hold you. sought out the demons inside of me, everyone has to, cause if you don't you'll never know, the difference from the wrongs and truths. either die to live or live to die, whatever you do make sure you try. like a childrens carousel, where we end up, old man time will tell. cause klouds in heaven, blinded by his silver lining. and dreamz of hell, but atleast she knows those flames are shining. both curious and so intrigued, we both decided to plant this tree. now we watch and stand back, 3 foot tall, afraid of tomorrow, pussy footin', hopin not to fall. up up up then down down down, i liked you then i love you now, seed's been planted, door's been locked, big bark, small dog, i hate n love your helpess ruffs. kush that glows green and purple, the world's bipolar, role reversal. same colors on the shirt i bought you, one minute, gravy, the next, not true. tony told me frosted flakes are really great, superior, like samantha lake. satan has our souls on rental, he see's all our sentimentals. inside jokes, AM tokes, pockets feelin' light and broke. the world is harsh, you will cry, but get up, stand up, for your right. riddlers riddled by unknowns, to underestimate is to fold. always trust your gut, unless you drink milk. smoke slippin out your mouth, not like cotton more like silk. slick slick slick, the echo of the click. im done done done, but it hurts too bad to run. don't trouble trouble unless it troubles you. because maybe one day, trouble's all there's left to do.