No Christmas Testo

Blessed be the one, who takes me, who hates me.
I can't fake, happiness.
I still love her.
I can't let it go.
I will always miss her.
In the fall, I'm wearing the jacket bought by you.
Mother's words, are often jaded.
Spend the hour, playing moments.
Picture smiling back, facing the basement.
I can't fake happiness.
I love her.
I can't let it go.
I will miss her.
I can't fake happiness.
I will always love her.
I can't let it go.
I will miss her.
Grown, desire, sleeping is meaningless.