| Light me up with all your Christmas light
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| The green the red the flashing suburban ritual sites
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| String me up in late December
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| And I will hurt you if you ever take me down
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| Must have been just like a boulder
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| Sitting on your neck that stopped you looking around
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| I cut your peaks
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| Skimmed you’re loathes
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| Runway signals
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| Baby welcome home
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| The trains roll out, the cars roll in
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| The drive was empty, alone again
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| But your names in the hat
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| So you gotta fight
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| You’re turning on the Christmas lights tonight
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| I lost the angel on my shoulder
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| Put up the two-man tent in the lounge room overnight
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| It’s February in a vacuum
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| And I will show you how to grieve without a sound
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| The trains roll out, the cars roll in
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| The driveways empty, alone again
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| But your names in the hate
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| So you gotta fight
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| You’re turning on the Christmas lights
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| Its marching and not coming down anytime soon
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| I want, you to know
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| That I’m always beside you
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| The way that it works is I know you’d, come around
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| See me for, what I did
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| And do see me how you do now
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| So when the trains roll out, and the cars roll in
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| I’ll be swimming in the people that, wouldn’t let me in
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| It was a stone cold knock out even before you hit the ground
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| And every day feels like Christmas I got, what I wanted now
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| So light me up with all the Christmas lights
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| Set me up without a single second thought and by the time I catch my breath
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| Maybe the serpent round' my neck
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| Will be stronger and be still
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| Cause form now on I will
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| Because from now on I will
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| Because from now on I will
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| Because from now on I will
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| Because from now on I will |