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a pig but don’t fuck with the feds (nah)
I need that sloppy that topy that yeah (yeah)
I feel like Rocky on topy the stairs
Dive in not a cannon ball
Head

I like moonlight walks in the mountains
With the snow on my face
I like sunsets by the water
Listenin' to the crashing waves
But you didn't take

don't really feel like the season to be jolly
I'm spending Christmas alone cause all that I want is you

The snow is falling gently down
The air is cold

Below three 	feet of snow, where the 
grass is brown and the ground is froze,
There’s trouble brewing down there 
And its coming after me

Above

I live on an island
A pretty twin island
I can go on the beach for fun
Play in the rain or sun

All I hear on radio
Are songs about white snow
But

mom, I'm sorry for that
And I'm sorry for swearing so much
Fuck
I wanna stop
But I'm so stressed out
And it calms me down
That's what I tell myself
Why

a low hanging haze
Dew heavy snow plants and our toes covered in grass segments
The dawn's early sky trying to match the hue of you inner iris
Beside us,

come you kno how coming (They kno how I'm comin)
High end my fashion I go to the toilet I'm shittin out money
I just hit the block with the snow got

We fell in love
When the time was good
But now where facing all the snow
No place to go
The summers on our minds
Stuck in a hole
9-5 a toll
Sailing

did a line off her ass
Ak gotta bang, gotta blast
Nick Cage took her face no cap
Cocaine, I could take off a tan line
Snow by the sun and the sand
I

the hometown Pluto and I touched down deep like a runnin' back
Can’t wait to have a iced out diamond vest
On some DJ Khaled shit I wanna be the best
I’m always

I chanced to meet a strange man 
Down a Brunswick lane
Dressed in brown and a vagabond's cloak 
A timeless image from the wood
I stopped and said

down hard
In the night the people tell the stories
By their warm fires under the stars
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles

This is the cruel way of reality
A twisted pathway one has to endure
The cycle of nature, unchangeable by a human being
Entranced in a swift change

money
And you funny
Come and be my honey
You'll be my snow bunny
Off the molly you go dummy

I love them Spanish girls cause those hips don't lie
Shakira

them to bloom
Some two meters apart

Merry covid Christmas this year
Even Rudolph won't come down here
As he flies right by us, he
Must think odd our

Fields turn from green to gold to snow
A foot-worn path becomes a road
From tiny acorn, mighty oak
Chopped down for fuel to keep you warm

No hunger

here for me
The snow is coming down
Decorations all around
I'm grounded once again
I took some mail from my neighbors
Threw away some papers
My motives

whole dat 
Run this ting on my own back 
Get kweef by any means
Black mask and tek de weed
Bout your out here selling dreams 
Star nine in ah dungarees

Late in December leaves on the ground
I'm by the fire you're nowhere around
Frost on the doorstep snow falling down
How I wished you were here

I

Christmas

Tree's going up late this Friday night
We'll tell our stories by the fireside
Garland's lighting up as the sun goes down
And lights light

As the snow falls down outside of my window
I reminisce about the good times and the future
What it holds
My heart feels like it got hit with a bag of stones

Rubber-necking at the scene
Of soon to be memories
Your eyes are glistening
Like snow on the trees
This feels so serene
Christmas in quarantine

Cookie butter for

You look out of your window
Into the night
Could be rain
Could be snow
But it can't feel as cold as you're feeling inside

And all of you friends