Christmas From Hell

Artist: Mours
Track: Christmas From Hell (demo)
Producer: David Parker, Josh Eppard
Album: none

Sit down, take a breath. You can still have anyone you want.
Sort through the make believe. Not to be forgiven.
You could come and find me. You could push me all the way back down.
I won’t back out, Back out.

So here it is, the truth you want. Hold tight, I’ll be coming home.

Have a Merry Christmas from Hell, with love from all of us down here with them, to all of you. And a Happy New Year.

Fresh out, still a mess. Picturing how I’ve let you down.
Doctors and locked doors. Find a way to keep these killers out.
So here it is, the mask you want. torn off. I’ll be coming home.

Have a Merry Christmas from Hell, with love from all of us down here with them, to all of you. And a Happy New Year.

I’m coming home.

Home. Home.

I’m coming home.

The days we wished would never end. My God, they have. Oh yeah, they have.
And they nights we’d never give away. Oh God, we have. Oh yeah, rehab.

Have a Merry Christmas from Hell, with love from all of us down here with them, to all of you. And a Happy New Year.

The nights we’d never give away.
(I’ll be coming home)
Oh God, we have. Oh yeah, rehab.
(the days we thought would never end)

I’ll be coming home. The days we thought would never end.

The nights we’d never give away.

The days we thought would never end.

lyrics transcribed by: TheCrazyHorse