Hallo! Leider zündet Weihnachten bei mir nicht mehr so richtig. Deswegen hab ich einen negativen, pessimistischen Weihnachtssong geschrieben, um mir den Frust von der Seele zu jaulen. Vielen Dank an Marvin Abraham, der das Lied ordentlich durch den Mixer gedreht und hörbar gemacht hat. What Christmas Meant To Me I´m sitting in the dark Listening to the white noise of the heating I start humming along In my desperate need to relate The muddy, grey snow in the streets Looks like ash to me And the parents with their kids on the sledge call me Kane As they carve through the remains Of whatever it is I lost I guess I forgot... Now I feel like I´m molesting corpses When I´m decking out dead trees With all these colorful reminders of What Christmas meant to me It´s so washed-out, so distant I´m afraid I´m lying through my teeth When I´m telling myself hazy stories bout What Christmas meant to me George and Chris are rubbing their hands In anticipation They have hearts and special someones, Homes and Royalties to boot Meanwhile I´m shrinking on the inside I´m shrinking on the inside Until I wear my numb skin Like an inflatable sumo-suit These rusty bells don´t jingle They just clank. It´s a cacophony! But I keep shaking them just to pretend This Christmas means something to me Now I feel like I´m molesting corpses When I´m decking out dead trees With all these colorful reminders of What Christmas meant to me It´s so washed-out, so distant I´m afraid I´m lying through my teeth When I´m telling myself hazy stories bout What Christmas meant to me