| Like a reindeer
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| Can’t seem to keep my nose clear
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| Coming through your pioneers
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| Smoking on Columbus call that pioneer
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| We might be dying here
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| I heard Santa got shot
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| He don’t got snow
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| Hit a North Pole, gloryhole for his blow
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| It’s a twisted Christmas
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| I made a hit list, hit up your mistress like
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| On the house you can kiss this and I don’t know your witness
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| And if I get that court date
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| You can count on me to miss it
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| I’m so over it
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| Keep your fucking present, wrap a bow 'round this
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| I’m a strange one
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| But I thrive in the darkness
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| And they love when I’m heartless
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| Not a sane one
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| Yeah, I thrive in the darkness, thrive in the darkness
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| I’m a strange one
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| But I thrive in the darkness
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| And they love when I’m heartless
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| Not a sane one
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| Yeah, I thrive in the darkness, thrive in the darkness
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| I need some ammunition, bubblegum
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| I look for trouble cause I like drama
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| Bang, bang
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| Tongue kissing, till we need stitches
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| I just wanna take your face off
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| Wear it like it’s face off
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| I’m on my Pagan shit
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| Worship Satan with a torch lit
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| No mistletoe just spliff smoke
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| Purple stocking stuffer with propane to sip
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| This what I call a white Christmas
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| Snowman nose, I think I’m Rudolph bitch
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| No eggnog, just Sierra Mist
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| Hi, I’m Lisa bitch
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| I’m a strange one
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| But I thrive in the darkness
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| And they love when I’m heartless
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| Not a sane one
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| Yeah, I thrive in the darkness, thrive in the darkness
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| I’m a strange one
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| But I thrive in the darkness
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| And they love when I’m heartless
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| I’m a sad, sad girl
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| Not a sane one
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| Yeah, I thrive in the darkness, thrive in the darkness |