this time you've dug yourself an anchor, too heavy to move ahead with, resembling a faker, charming snake oil tankers don't let them strike you down. i know that you wish i was dead, i know 'cause you told me last weekend, and christmas has never felt colder, i haven't felt colder since. this time you've dug yourself an anchor, too heavy to move ahead with, resembling a faker, charming snake oil tankers, don't let them strike you down. i know that you wish i was dead, i know 'cause you told me last weekend, and christmas has never felt colder, i haven't felt lonelier since.