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Cos our love was so subliminal
Twas hard to find the spark
You are so pretentious
Pretence is your last name
Your as vague as a Christmas tree without

and unto certain sheperds
brought tidings of the same,
how that in Bethlehem was born
the Son of God by name.

O tidings of comfort and joy,
comfort and joy.

a page and you're not gone 
My heart it tells me you're the one 
That I'll always love you

I turn to watch the changes in your fading smile
The ways

rain's
Exactly what I want to be
Do you recall December's no-name file?
Christmas tree lights in the holiday aisle

Coffee and cornflakes
The milk that almonds make
God, you look good in that sweater
My goldfish Gill
Says look up on the hill
Why can't this last

I Never Stopped Loving You	Written by Barbara. Blue and Mark Narmore	
Big Bad Blue Music & Oven Music Inc.

A little house east of Pittsburgh town

man
Nigga you got played on Christmas
It's no honor in the game of business
People come from the streets
Nigga they checking the game for winners
I'mma

to save the day
I know you heard the word
They trying to flatten curves
While I'm just trying to come over and relax in yours
But now I know that's not cool

Christmas Lights can leave ya low
A new year ain't always new
Punch a pumpkin right between the eyes
By the time the seasons through
The hours feel

us
Hesitate to join the madness
Think it's called "Where Love Is, God Is"
Echoing in empty solace
Fast away the old things dying
Slower still the new

=STANZA 1====================================
Mister Lonely,
Was young like you and me,
He had hopes of love,
But some hopes can't be solved.
Dreams

You know I love me some money
Some bills, dollas, hundos
Real mover shit with a bag nigga
Shauna Moon
Pop out
Pop out with a bag
Pop out with a bag

Broken families, we call it Christmas tree 
Bells that ring, presents wrapped in string 
Cutting knots, we're quick to dismiss things
I don't know, our

chapter still open
In this story written by the wind.
c book with a thousand white pages.

Night, you are mine! You are mine!
Night, oh night! My night.

nosh, nosh
IT crowd
Fuck your dick, shut up dick
Gonna hit it in a bit

Bruh
They're coming for us
Bruh
They're coming for us

Yeah
Yeah this PM is sus

the drawers
I'm ridin' around in a BP, tryna see who to go knock off
Yeah, yeah, them niggas mad, no competition
Fuck on bitch and dip, I put a hundred

This is the season I love most
Standing under mistletoe
As the snow falls on our gingerbread home
Cookies baking in the stove
Under the tree

certain shepherds brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name
 
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O

Years before I was born father told this to me
It was one christmas morning in 73
There was one lonely gift nestled under the tree
My grandfather

Where Did I Go Wrong

X

Live at the Stagedoor Tavern

1997

my chair by the phone 
The coat on the floor 
Look like dark horizons that lead to the door 
On that old Christmas candle you carved the words 
I

Of every lonely Christmas
In the ghetto
We could still hear the load guns
And the government
They don't give a fuck about us us
Deporting all

just your own
Innocently thrown back by a gale
That's so damn angry nothing sails
Nothing dares

Except my endless love for you

Sing for me my siren, I

me
Took it all for granted, can't believe that I demanded
All this love and respect when I couldn't even hand it

It's like I fucking planned it, break

how I feel
I just need some love
But I´m on my own

I´m walking in the snow
It is Christmas and I´m alone
I don´t know where I´m going
But I´m bound