Christmas. [I’d Rather Die] lyrics
by Seb Lowe
[Chorus]
Christmas time, I'd rather die
Not happy and you don't know why
Not sure if you're still at war
With the rat telling you that more is more
[Verse]
Not less, it be best if you left all your stress
Coming home, I put that on my Christmas list
I'll get p*ssed in the name of the lions
I'll get p*ssed when I'm sad, and I'm tired
I will drink 'til I think I should stop it
Not married with kids so I'm no alcoholic
No I- I- I-, Ho, ho, ho
I'm rather emotional
'Cause it's a month until Christmas
Can you feel it?
Haven't felt alive since the day I started breathing
You want nothing in particular? You've got it
Prices are high, Santa Clause is sourcing for profit
Two steps from slave labour making all your presents
And I know that you know that Christmas is tenants who
Can't quite afford rent, couldn't buy a house
Christmas is giving all you've got and getting nothing out
Of a country that cares not about you
Sectors and sectors of those who abuse the power
They believe they deserve the gift of forgetting how little your worth is
[Chorus]
Christmas time, I'd rather die
Not happy and you don't know why
Not sure if you're still at war
With the rat
[Outro]
More is more
Time-
I- die
This- time
Why?
More
Time- why?
Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why?