Damn, it's December already

Somehow I made it through without keeping steady

That hope was what kept me afloat

Now it left without a note

It wasn't my fault, homie, I got caught

To the same game they all lost

So pass the piece

Take a hit for some peace

Of mind, my mind is infested

Call me Bluth-esque cause the truth is

My development's arrested

I'm too romantic like Leo

Every damn one of the trio

Gatsby, Jack, Romeo

Dead for a bitch in the end

Now I'm left wondering when

It's gonna be me, yo

Damn, it's December already

Somehow I made it through without keeping steady

December already?

If art is theft

Then sleep is the cousin of death

No originality left

Don't even give enough of a fuck

To keep time, or make this rhyme

Too lost in my mind

Remember when I was nine

And everything was going to be fine?

Now I'm lost

Scrambling for every lifeline

Don't even wanna be a millionaire

Cause I really just don't care anymore

What was sadness created for?

It's gonna be a Blue, Blue Christmas for you

A shitty birthday too