December
It's meant to be a caring month
But all that's left now
Are Christina girls tryin' to watch their weight
'Cause they love their bones to be shown
Under their pale skin
December, it's meant to be a giving month
But all that's changed
Because all that I see are children
Breaking each other's presents
So that they will get more beautiful ones
And they will beg for more, more, more!
December, sometimes I wish there was no 12th month
But otherwise we'd be stuck in November, forever
December, you bring up the anger in me
While fighting kids smile towards the snow
Under their feet
It should stop
Let's kill the Ego right now
December, december
A month, all about love, giving, smiling, hugging, but most of all taking
A month about my birthday, and choosing what stupid things to ask
This month, oh God, let's break this year, and I'd never grow old
December, a month to remember for the bad
And the good, oh well, let them freeze to death after being robbed
December, december
You bring up the anger in me
Love
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