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作曲 : Mark Taylor |
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It’s cold as **** and my fingers hurt again |
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Black ice on the roads, I crashed again |
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Slammed in to a fire hydrant |
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I wish you were that fire hydrant |
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Eggnog in my glass tryna hide it |
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Wish you were by my side in the highland |
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She a nutcracker like the night end |
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I see green red dot by the nightstand |
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Oh my god, my hands finna fall off |
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What the ****, turn the heater back on |
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Burning up fresh cash |
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Cold like the cobra clutch |
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**** Jack Frost, you ****ing bitch |
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You can pull up right now |
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With yo c-carrot |
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****ing long ass giant carrot nose |
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You can't even smell outta that shit |
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Christmas sucks without you, I hate it |
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Chase vodka with champagne till faded |
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Christmas sucks without you, I hate it |
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Christmas sucks without you, I hate it |
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Chase vodka with champagne till faded |
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3 a.m., 3 more till I'm wasted |
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Better off without me like raisins |
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Oh my god, my hands finna fall off |
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What the ****, turn the heater back on |
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Burning up fresh cash |
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Cold like the cobra clutch |
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**** Jack Frost 'cause his nose is too long |
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Too long |
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All I want for Christmas is someone |
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Hold me down like the stones around my ankles |
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Hide your gifts underneath the table |
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Maybe love isn't for me 'cause I'm just too unstable |
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**** Christmas, I'm not even catholic |
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I can't quit the nicotine 'cause I'm a ****ing addict |
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Said no smoke, still fresh in the fabric |
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93 came to New York, didn't know it'd be that break |
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Yeah, I think I'm sick of the limelight |
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I don't wanna be in the limelight |
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I need to sleep with a night light |
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The demons come out in the night time |
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I never wanna go outside |
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I never wanna see sunlight |
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My diamonds they twinkle like stars in the night sky |
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This Christmas I've had bitches always hitting my phone |
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But this Christmas swear to god |
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I've never felt this alone, oh |
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Christmas sucks without you, I hate it |
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Chase vodka with champagne till faded |
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Christmas sucks without you, I hate it |
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I hate it |
