I'm on a holiday wasting my time away
Writing a book on you born on a holiday
In the december snow wasting my time away
Writing a book on you born on a holiday
Somewhere in this song
A little clue to something (clue to something)
Parts of it seem over now
You expect a real solution (real solution)
I've got to go with what I know
Taking it on holiday away
I've done my share of d** (they drag me down)
I've done my share of speed (it kept me up)
I've had the strangest love (it's all I need)
I've had the things I need (I need it now)
When everything seems wrong
I need to look to something (look to something)
People outside inside staying
Out for nothing (out for nothing)
And if you're in I can't let go
Short of the long holiday
I think you know what I've been saying
When there's nothing left to all
The colors that you sprayed upon it
Pa**ing judgment on my life
You never really got it right
I can't believe in anything
I don't believe in anything
Do you believe in anything
Do you believe me now
Look like jesus christ
Act like jesus christ I know
Here's your jesus christ
I'm your jesus christ I know
Bleeding to d**h again (my bleeding heart)
Stuck in the heart again (goes out to you)
Somebody nail my hands (I needed pain)
Somebody take my hand (I bleed again)
I knew it all along and now
We're screwed forever (screwed forever)
Shake these demons off my back
And I can make it better (make it better)
But I can't go on knowing I am
Permanent on this holiday
I think you know what I am saying
I became the big disgrace
I know that I'm the ugly face
I need some time to reconcile
I need some time to heal a while
You'll be sorry when I'm gone
I guess you knew this all along