This year

Here comes wintertime
like a long and dark night
man, I feel so unprepared this time

No stored heat just the smell of defeat and deceit
rolled in to one and then put on repeat
I really need to get a hold of myself
if I'm to get back on my feet
cause this year I got my heart broken
my fears awoken, my beliefs shaken and my dignity taken
but am I wrong to assume that the world is absurd
when religion comes first and knowledge comes third
and there's a fast river
that's a slow killer and cause for bonuses at Phizer
but advice her that she won't get her pills if we don't pay her bills
and it's a sad story but greed is our top skill

So far so good
except for a vague feeling that I should not expect calls
family dinners, long vacations or pictures on bed room walls
these are things I really don't need at all
I just hope she's a

Heartbreaker
a soulshaker and a
lovemaker or a damn good faker
cause I really don't care about these little things that make
a household work or makes her thing rings

And it's long story with no glory
just mistaken for an undertaking that doesn't need replicating

Oh! These are things I really don't need at all