Exectution by X-mas Lights Songtext
von Flickerstick

Conjure up what you may find
′Cause it's soon I can see behind me
Count all your twelve-step treasures
And if the consequence could speak out loud
But I can only pick up vibrations

So you get in line
Forty faces
It′s just time to go out
And scream from the top of the men
One more time


Pulling out the Steve control
And washing your hands from the methadone
You turn bomb and reset, you'll see
The execution by Christmas lights
Seems to have its own irony

So you get in line
But you've forty faces
Take all of your dead wishes
And jump them all overboard
With me tonight

So drop that cherry bomb and leave the hanging lies
There′s a new rush waiting to meet you tonight
But I may choose to leave it worse
With a stolen begging me to shine