Texty:
Atic

In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eye can see When there was no ear to hear, you

This temptation proves to be too much And all the avenues explode, yeah My situation hard to touch And you don't want me anymore And I can't take that

Dog day afternoon I can see your face I know you'll get here soon And we'll leave this place I would just lay in the mustard seed And watch you climb

I used to think that the end was near But years gone by and I'm still right here It alwasy seemed like the day would come To end my trials and tribulations

The cameras picked you out of this place, Now you're rising Lo and behold! Your smile is fake How surprising If we could rewind back to your roots, Admission

Been losing sleep around you Don't know just how I found you We swam in San Sebastian Broken necks and halo traction We swam in San Sebastian... Hearing

Supreme lifestyle The one I used to hate The one I used to drive away My dream stay awhile I can't concentrate I pray you never relate I see your wicked

I've spilling all my guts for this And every time I miss I swear it's maddening I can't feel beyond my fingertips Under my feet I trip but am I stopping

Merry Christmas Merry Christmas Merry Christmas Merry Christmas (The joy that he brings) Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas (The joy that he brings) Merry