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We hung around for better days |
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And unimpressive light displays |
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The promise of it anyway. |
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Silent night and trees of fire, |
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Holy ghost and my desire. |
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You said you couldn't name the hour |
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It began to feel like home. |
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Las Vegas shines with colored lights, |
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Looks like Christmas when you're high. |
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What a way to say goodbye. |
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Silent night and trees of fire, |
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Holy ghost and my desire. |
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You said you couldn't name the hour |
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It began to feel like home. |
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It's better than your cheap motel. |
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It beats the antiseptic smell. |
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A story we could live to tell. |
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Silent night and trees of fire, |
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Holy ghost and my desire. |
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You said you couldn't name the hour |
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It began to feel like... |
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Silent night and trees of fire, |
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Holy ghost and my desire. |
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You said you couldn't name the hour |
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It began to feel like home. |