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Tis the Season

Im dreaming of a white Christmas
one where I can see clearly
and the ghosts have gone away
Im dreaming of a white Christmas
the kind that I never ever get
The kind that the lights change
and I am not stuck on stop
Will you ever go
Will you ever shut up
youve been talking for days
im crazy
you just wouldnt see
open your eyes
I stapled them shut
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