Brick Shithouse

Holidays are such a whore
Cotton candy alcohol
Suicides and overdosed
Of bitter loves and untrue thoughts
The drowsy nights will always fade
But never away with false gilmore
So fuck enthusiastic patience
Fuck your longing for validation
Fuck the things we don't understand
And yet we joined with half a brain
So fuck your costumes
Fuck your hats
That glows in red
And buzz a tune
And fuzzy white
And conic shape
You look like fuck
You look like shit

Fuck your merry Christmas