No Christmas


Grown desire, sleeping is meaningless to me
Father's words, were off key
All you power, is taking my time away
Blessed be the one, who takes me, who hates me
I can't fake, happiness
I still love her
I can't let it go
I will always miss her
In the fall, I'm wearing the jacket bought by you
Mother's words, are often jaded
Spend the hour, playing moments
Picture smiling back, facing the basement
I can't fake happiness
I love her
I can't let it go
I will miss her
I can't fake happiness
I will always love her
I can't let it go
I will miss her
Grown, desire, sleeping is meaningless







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