It's almost a December morning and I'm eating icecream -- the cold pleasure numbing my bruised soul. I hear "Pasko na Sinta Ko" in the background ... a final insult to emotions finally reaching "blase'". Icecream does give you a sense of comfort. It offers company to the coldness all around you. I've always anticipated December. Its Christmas carols, its flashing lights, and the inexplicable Christmas air. Maybe it's just me. I dunno. But these days, I just want to be oblivious to the supposedly, happiest time of the year. A lot of bullshit has happened this year and I just want it to be over. My sister-in-law tries to nudge me out of my silent trance and offers me a slice of cake. There would be an extra two in the family next year. Christmas would be different for me this December, that's for sure.
Sick Cycle Carousel
by Life House
If shame had a face
I think it would kind of look like mine
If it had a home would it be my eyes
Would you believe if I said I'm tired of this
Well here we go one more time
I tried to climb your steps
I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground
I tried to earn my way
I tried to tame this mind
You better believe that I tried to beat this
So when will this end It goes on and on
And over and over and over again
Keep spinning around I know that it won't stop
Till I step down from this for good
I never thought I'd end up here
I never thought I'd be standing where I am
I guess I kind of thought it would be easier than this
I guess i was wrong now one more time
Cause I tried to climb your steps
I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground
I tried to earn my way
I tried to tame this mind
You better believe that I tried to beat this,
So when will this end It goes on and on
And over and over and over again
Keep spinning around I know that it won't stop
Till I step down from this Sick cycle carousel,
this is a sick cycle, yeah Sick cycle carousel
This is a sick cycle yeah Sick cycle carousel