Normally I would be on edge,
just about too fall off the ledge.
But I've already fell,
I just didn't drop all the way to hell.
Some years back,
my train rain off the track.

Best thing that ever happen,
now I'm actually clapping.
Falling isn't so bad,
especially after you've went past sad.
Past sad is depression,
man will it teach you a lesson.

I've really paid my tax,
I know better how to relax.
All my over the edge fear is gone,
This Christmas I sit on a throne.
Now the fools leave me alone,
because they know I'm gone.

No more using,
then abusing.
Won't be no knock on the door,
because they know the score.
They just stay away,
even on Christmas day.
I've cleaned house,
kicked out all the using louse.
For years they didn't heed the warning,
at least now I can relax on
Christmas morning.

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