| You’re feeling down
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| And there’s no one around who can see
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| Why you keep your head up high
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| Little sister’s running around with candy
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| And you don’t
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| Wanna suffer your pride so you shut up
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| While your mommy’s crying loud
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| Daddy’s decorating the wall
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| And the Christmas trees
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| It’s the worst of days
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| So you lay down in your bed
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| And oooh, Christmas could have been good
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| Oooh, Christmas could have been good
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| It’s a shame what you have with your family affair but still
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| Christmas could have been good
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| Oooh, Christmas could have been good
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| Was a dream that you had but a dream that has passed away
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| Your house was made
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| Of blood and tears you wanna pray
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| From the opera
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| But you got no money to escape from tragedy
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| Bad luck girl
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| Your daddy’s here again he’s got his anger
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| And way too drunk to speak
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| So he can’t understand your misery at all
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| It’s the worst of days
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| And we hope that he fades away
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| But oooh, Christmas could have been good
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| Oooh, Christmas could have been good
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| It’s a shame that we have with a family affairs but still
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| Christmas could have been good
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| Oooh, Christmas could have been good
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| And the dream that we had was a dream but the worst of days
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| It couldn’t be good! |