Merry Fuckin’ Christmas Songtext
von The Sadists
Merry Fuckin’ Christmas Songtext
Merry Christmas
I still kind of hate myself
Don′t tell me different
Just admit it when you're by yourself
Let′s hang the mistletoe
And I'll get a kiss
From a 12 gauge shotgun
With a pistol grip
I'm getting coal this year
Again
It′s getting cold in here
In my head
I love the scenery
It′s cold, dead, and white
Just like me
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
Merry Christmas
I still wanna hang myself
A silent night suicide with a leather belt
Or maybe slit my wrists on the Christmas tree
Leave a card, a fuck you for all the misery
I think it's kind of weird Santa′s watching me
Did he see me with that stripper in my backseat
I'm chasing regrets with beer
I fucked up it′s pretty clear
But I came more than once this year
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
Well shit, I really fucking hate this
Wanted to end my life on Christmas
Nobody gets how depressed I am
Try to be happy but you know I can't
I hope you know it′s all your fault for this
So take back your gifts, I don't need your shit
This is what you get
So Merry Fucking Christmas
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
We all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
I still kind of hate myself
Don′t tell me different
Just admit it when you're by yourself
Let′s hang the mistletoe
And I'll get a kiss
From a 12 gauge shotgun
With a pistol grip
I'm getting coal this year
Again
It′s getting cold in here
In my head
I love the scenery
It′s cold, dead, and white
Just like me
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
Merry Christmas
I still wanna hang myself
A silent night suicide with a leather belt
Or maybe slit my wrists on the Christmas tree
Leave a card, a fuck you for all the misery
I think it's kind of weird Santa′s watching me
Did he see me with that stripper in my backseat
I'm chasing regrets with beer
I fucked up it′s pretty clear
But I came more than once this year
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
Well shit, I really fucking hate this
Wanted to end my life on Christmas
Nobody gets how depressed I am
Try to be happy but you know I can't
I hope you know it′s all your fault for this
So take back your gifts, I don't need your shit
This is what you get
So Merry Fucking Christmas
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas
Merry Fucking Christmas to me
Merry Fucking Christmas
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
We all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It's Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
It′s Christmas again
Me and my friends, we all wanna die
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