I'll Be Home For Christmas (To Drink With You)

Been smokin' grass with dad since mom passed away
I listened to my headphones the entire funeral wake
I still call my grandma on every holiday
But I haven't made it home since my graduation day

But I'll be home for Christmas to drink with you
And laugh about all the crazy shit we got ourselves into
but it wont be like it used to

I haven't cried since we put Rose to sleep
And I had to say goodbye to a small part of me
It all feels so different on the same suburban street
trippin' on a bunch of mushrooms lookin' at the Christmas tree

But I'll be home for Christmas to drink with you
And laugh about all the crazy shit we got ourselves into
but it wont be like it used to

So here's a toast to the Holidays
It's the happiest time of year
A cigarette on that old swing set proves the times have changed its clear
So Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year

I'll be home for Christmas to drink with you
And laugh about all the crazy shit we got ourselves into
But it wont be like it used to

So here's a toast to the Holidays
It's the happiest time of year
A cigarette on that old swing set proves the times have changed its clear
So Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Hanna
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