11.Holiday Hours
作詞：Jonathan Paul Auer, Kenneth Stringfellow
I'm waking up, I'm getting out into the daily motion
I'm placing bets, I'm rising up to meet your day
It's presentation of the perfect family expectation
Tinseled evergreens are losing their display
Stop and starters, winter partners, under doormat key
Warrior weekends, shallow deep ends
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't give what you need
I don't ever wanna hear
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't let you be
I don't ever wanna hear
They're just the product of a childhood better left forgetting
You're so the picture of an image I have seen
There's a synopsis in the boxes housed on storefront shelving
A case of delving as the week's unraveling
Basement bargains, in-law jargons, buy one, get one free
Sibling rivals, heirloom bibles, half-lit family tree
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't give what you need
I don't ever wanna hear
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't let you be
I don't ever wanna see
Walk to the front of the line on the block
In the back of your mind to the place you left behind
And if you need some extra time to gather all your rations
I'll keep the shop lights burning longer than today
Before the night, before you drive up to your parents' hometown
And put your effervescent lights out on display
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't give what you need
I don't ever wanna hear
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't let you be
I don't ever wanna see
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't give what you need
I don't ever wanna hear
I don't ever wanna hear, they won't let you be
I don't ever wanna see
I don't ever want to hear
I don't ever want to hear
I don't ever want to hear
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