Burn the Holiday

(Verse 1)
Cold streets, black sky, neon lights that start to bleed,
Plastic angels in the windows, selling dreams nobody needs.
People yelling, people shoving, all their patience wearing thin,
It’s a circus, it’s a breakdown — tell me who would want to join in?

(Pre-Chorus)
Holiday pressure, choking on tradition,
Fake smiles cracking under the tension.

(Chorus — heavy, explosive)
I hate Christmas, burn the holiday down,
All the madness, all the chaos in this overhyped town.
Material fever, everyone’s possessed —
If this is “joy”, then I’d rather be depressed.
I hate Christmas…
and I won’t pretend I don’t.

(Verse 2)
Tangled lights, dead bulbs, shattered baubles on the floor,
Empty hearts behind the garlands, no one feels the warmth no more.
Hollow greetings, forced cheer, “Happy holidays”— they lie,
’Cause behind their merry voices, something’s broken, something dies.

(Pre-Chorus)
Holiday tension, cracking like a spine,
Everyone pretending everything’s fine.

(Chorus — harder, darker)
I hate Christmas, burn the holiday down,
All the noise, all the pressure — it’s a poisonous crown.
Genervte faces, dead eyes in the crowd,
If this is Christmas, then I’m not allowed.
I hate Christmas…
and I’m done feeling wrong for it.

(Bridge — brutal, slow, heavy)
Tinsel doesn’t fix the pain,
Lights don’t make us whole again.
Hide your truth beneath the snow —
but shadows follow everywhere you go.

(Breakdown — screamed / growl optional)
Tear it down!
Tear it down!
These plastic dreams mean nothing now!
Tear it down!
Let it fall!
There’s no “peace” here after all!

(Final Chorus — full metal impact)
I hate Christmas, burn the holiday down,
Forget the gifts, forget the lies, let the whole thing drown.
If joy is sold, then count me out,
I’ll scream the truth while they still shout:
I hate Christmas…
and I’ll never hide it again.

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