YULE SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT American Pleasure Club

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These are your good years
Don't take my advice
You never wanted the nice boys, anyway
And I'm of good cheer
I'm checking my list
The gifts you're receiving from me will be

One awkward silence
Two hopes you cry yourself to sleep
Staying up, waiting by the phone
All I want this year's for you to dedicate
Your last breath to me before you bury yourself alive

Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing I wanna see
Underneath the tree
Merry Christmas, I could care less

Happy New Year, baby
You owe me the best gift I will ever ask for
Don't call me up when the snow comes down
It's the only thing I want this year

One awkward silence
And two hopes you'll cry yourself to sleep
Staying up, waiting by the phone
All I want this year for you to dedicate
Your last breath to me before you bury yourself alive

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