Lyric JC Auto

I m on a holiday wasting my time away
Writing a book on you born on a holiday
In the December snow wasting my time away
Writing a book on you born on a holiday

Somewhere in this song
A little clue to something (clue to something)
Parts of it seem over now
You expect a real solution (real solution)
I ve got to go with what I know
Taking it on a holiday away

I ve done my share of drugs (they drag me down)
I ve done my share of speed (it kept me up)
I ve had the strangest love (it s all I need)
I ve had the things I need (I need it now)

When everthing seems wrong
I need to look to something (look to something)
People outside inside staying
Out for nothing (out for nothing)
And if you re in I can t let go
Short of the long holiday
I think you know what I ve been saying

When there s nothing left to all
The colors that you sprayed upon it
Passing judgment on my life
You never really got it right
I can t believe in anything
I don t believe in anything
Do you believe in anything

Do you believe me now

Look like Jesus Christ
Act like Jesus Christ I know...
Here s your Jesus Christ
I m your Jesus Christ I know...

Bleeding to death again (my bleeding heart)
Stuck in the heart again (goes out to you)
Somebody nail my hands (I needed pain)
Somebody take my hand (I bleed again)

I knew it all along and now
We re screwed forever (screwed forever)
Shake these demons off my back
And I can make it better (make it better)
But I can t go on knowing I am
Permanent on this holiday
I think you know what I am saying

I became the big disgrace
I know that I m the ugly face
I need some time to reconcile
I need some time to heal a while

You ll be sorry when I m gone
I guess you knew this all along