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FARSEEK - Park of Roses
03:03
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There are joys that I never knew I could experience felt vicariously through the growth of your family. Seeing a little you puts a smile on me.
I see the ways they’re courageous and carry on your spirit. They’ve got that fight to make a difference. I know that you can feel it, too.
Can you feel it? Yeah I feel it.
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Combat - Shiny Gold Boys
01:34
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Shits been tough and that’s for sure
But soon enough we’ll get through November
Dont you worry dont you fret
Cus for what its worth I hope you dont forget
I know well make it through Christmas this year
Shiny gold boys aint got nothin to fear
We’ve all come so far along
But we’re still sleeping in, writing dumbass pop songs
And what’s a song without a hook
Got so many now could probably fill a book
I know well make it through Christmas this year
Shiny gold boys aint got nothin to fear
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Robo Pumpkin - From Away
03:29
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You,
You’re tired of us
that doesn’t excuse the way you left
you were consumed by all your friends in henry
And he,
He’s falling apart
He’s just a shell of what you knew
he needs an excuse to go outside and get some sun
So please,
Stay in touch
I’ll try not to fester all your sins
i’ll do my best to let you live
as you are
You say
“Let’s wait a little longer”
we’re not getting any younger
you got a new number
and the basements getting colder
you,
you’re playing the part
your hat says you’re local born and raised
did it take all of your pride to stay away?
and he,
He’s taking the bus
headed to the job you know he hates
to pay for the book i swear to god you never read
so please,
remember us
i know we’re all artists just the same
but you’ll do whatever that it takes to make it big
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Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël again?
Noël again, reluctant to care.
Always around, but never really there.
You’d rather lay low instead, hope Santa hits his head.
Skips out a whole year, disappointing all his reindeer.
Or maybe
This year
You’ll give in
Be full of cheer
Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël again?
Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël again?
Noël again, you said you hate this times ten.
Twelve days is too many, when you can’t find it within.
You’d rather sleep in, then split
And hope jolly Old Saint Nick
Skips out a whole year, disappointing his other reindeer
Or maybe
This year
You’ll give in
Be full of cheer
Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël again?
Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël again?
Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël again?
Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël again?
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Don’t tell me what to think about
I guess I gotta think about
All this shit that seems so made up
I’m a fucker letting people down
And people always fizzle out
And all this shit just seems so made up
And to me it
Seems so obvious
If you could just smell my breath right now
You’d know I don’t really wanna give up
If you could just smell my breath right now
You’d know I don’t really wanna give up
If you could invert me inside out
You’d know that I’ve never had it too rough
If you could just smell my breath right now
I bet you’d recommend new stuff
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Faith Holt - Next Year
03:22
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Free Parking! - Brujeria
02:33
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Growler - Decade
03:52
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I really can't stay.
(Baby, it's cold outside.)
I've got to go away.
(Baby, it's cold outside.)
This evening has been…
(Hoping that you'd drop in…)
…so, very nice.
(I'll hold your hands. They’re just like ice.)
My mother will start to worry
(Beautiful, what's your hurry?)
My father will be pacing the floor…
(Listen to that fireplace roar.)
…so really I'd better scurry…
(Beautiful, what’s your hurry?)
… but maybe just a half a drink more.
(I'll put some records on while I pour.)
The neighbors might think.
(Baby, it's bad out there.)
What’s in this drink?
(No cabs to be had out there.)
I wish I knew how…
(Your eyes are like starlight now.)
…to break this spell.
(I'll take your hat. Your hair looks swell.)
I ought to say, "No, no, girl.”
(Mind if I move in closer?)
At least I'm gonna say that I tried.
(What's the sense in hurting my pride?)
I really can't stay.
(Baby, don't hold out.)
Baby, it's cold outside.
Merry Christmas to the ones who like me.
Wait, that’s no one.
Mistletoe’s no fun when you’re stuck, twiddle thumb, in the kitchen corner.
Thrashed on egg nog.
Could somebody fill my cup once again?
Finna get fucked up.
Now that’s a motherfucking Christmas party.
It’s Christmas Eve, and I’m stuck inside of my head.
I’m all alone in this home by myself once again.
This shit sucks so bad.
I want to go out and get fucked up again, but what good’s the effort when you come home colder than snow?
There’s a gingerbread man in my drink.
Holy fucking Santa balls, that’s forty levels of fucked up.
This shit’s a Pilsner.
It’s not your mocha, Coco Puff bullshit.
I can’t have one good thing for Christmas.
Oh, shit, I turn 30 in 11 days.
They say you stay the same from here to the grave.
Guess I’m stuck as this sad twig, crunchy and sans wit, dissecting words like a surgeon cutting corners.
I’m singin’ myself to sleep.
Got me all weak, these emo beats, comparting the soul into three.
Santa Claus ain’t gonna save me.
Shake it up, my little snow globe brain.
I got enough coal to last me a thousand days.
Nobody hears me, not even with pointed ears, so here’s a jolly fuck you and happy New Years
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I spent last winter sleeping in / between restless shifts
and the festive season is something I no longer miss and I hate this
but as far as my arm can reach to / turn on my dusty TV
I'll stay planted here in bed
I made another fake email / to try watch some films
limping like running a three-legged race and popping back pain pills
but I'll leave it to future me / to forget
and cough up the bill / when I really haven't got the money
but it doesn't matter to me / flashback to when I was 14
I spent the winter / sick in bed
watching Batman on TV and you stuck with me
oh if you can be my Selina Kyle
we can pretend we're not behind our masks for awhile
if you steal the cash and then I take it back
just as long as we're both back in time for bed
and my / life needs a bit of mystery
do you think / you could show me?
pencil to paper, put my anxious-growing-pain-long-limbs to use
back when I had the time to do anything productive but now I refuse
so I'll spend all of my free time awake at night
just hoping to find / a reason to go back to sleep
they say that mistletoe can be deadly / if you eat it
but a kiss / can be even deadlier if you mean it
oh I mean it
if you can be my Selina Kyle
we can pretend we're not behind our masks for awhile
if you steal the cash and then I take it back
just as long as we're both back in time for bed
and my / life needs a bit of mystery
do you think / you could show me?
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