Here comes wintertime

Like a long and dark night

Man, I feel so unprepared this time

No stored heat, just the smell of deceit and defeat

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 this 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 for 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

And family dinner, long vacations or pictures on bedroom 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 a long story with no glory

Just mistaken for an undetaking that doesn't need replicating

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