CHALLENGER'S RAP

• The chill of the air makes it perfectly clear
• December is the time when you pull your loved ones near.
• Holiday nights spent by the fire for hours -
• Wake up to see a motionless casket within a bed of flowers -
• it's the - Erosion of the human ocean: waves of faces change from day to day.
• You tell someone you love them and they can't reciprocate words back to say.
• So they go, tell you that they need some time,
• They'll come back in a few weeks and it'll be a victim less crime.
• Minutes become hours, and hours turn into days
• Just another relationship that went crash course spiraling into a blaze
• Glory be to God, if you can best the Odd
• Of telling someone you love em and have em not stick you aside
• The snow falls in December leave me blanketed in fear.
• Cozy-ed up by myself with only halfa Sam Adams beer,
• Hand frozen to my pole, call it one of Santa's little helpers
• Chronic Masturbation and Depression fit so well together.
• It's like a curse has been cast, another Christmas gone and surpassed.
• Yet another New Years past, but the only thing changing is the date,
• Declining Psychological State, Gaining twenty pounds after every plate.
• There's not much more I can take And -
• Blam. Can you believe it? Did you hear it?
• Mr. Johnny Wilcks finally lost all his spirit.
• Left all alone for twenty years, not a single person spread him Christmas cheer.
• So next Christmas when you're snuggled up close to your loved one tight.
• Remember there are folks like Johnny sitting alone Christmas night.
• No one to love and no one to cherish.
• Just watching the clock wishing he'd perish.
• But God's plan keeps up awake and tortured,
• Keeping us wishing we'd die to rejoice in his holy orchard.