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Dec 2014
At the end of the day
On December 25th
I like to sit in the dark
And stare at the tree

I'm supposed to be happy
Spending time with family
But all I can think about
Are your hands around my waist
Written by
Who cares anyway
     Sierra Scanlan, ---, -a and ---
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