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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
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Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 12:00 AM UTC
December 25th
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
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Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 12:00 AM UTC
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