Street Drum Corps & Bert McCracken
Funeral for a Friend
Skindred
The Used
Roses Are Red
The Smashup
Opiate for the Masses
Amped
Emery
My American Heart
Like Yesterday
Bleed The Dream
Versus the world
BEDlight for BlueEYES
Gatsbys American Dream
From First to Last
The Black Halos
Plain White T’s
I can't remember smiles on Christmas day
And even if I smile it wasn't real anyway
What I do recall is laying in the snow
And wishing I didn't have to go home
I know this isn't what you want to hear
But I'm not looking forward to Christmas this year
So I sleep on it, and dream on it
And hope to find the reason on this day
That I can breakaway
And start over, but I'm not so sure
That this one will be different than the last
And I can leave all of those winters in the past
I can always tell it's coming by the way
Silence winds are growing colder everyday
And I could hear the freezing hands of time
Slowing down as people pass me by
And I know this isn't what they want to hear
But I'm not looking forward to Christmas this year
So I sleep on it, and dream on it
And hope to find the reason on this day
That I can breakaway
And start over, but I'm not so sure
That this one will be different than the last
And I can leave all of those winters in the past
So I sleep on it, and dream on it
And hope to find the reason on this day
That I can breakaway
And start over, but I'm not so sure
That this one will be different than the last
And I can leave all of those winters in the past