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It's times like this I wish my family drank.
We all stare blankly at the TV screen.
My aunt turns slyly to me and asks if I have a boyfriend.
I tell the truth, no, not yet.
'Cause I can't bring you home for Christmas
Can't put your presents under the tree
Instead, they'll be tucked away in a closet,
Just like my family wants me to be.
I've still gotta hide you from my momma,
Even though we're tryin' to be more honest.
She told me once before that I'd kill my grandfather,
So I've still gotta try, keep my secret.
Oh, I can't bring you home for Christmas.
Can't put your presents under the tree
Instead, they'll be tucked away in a closet,
Just like my family wants me to be.
Instead, they'll be tucked away in a closet,
Just like my family wants me to be.
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Chris Wilson - The Road
03:17
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I'm coming home for Christmas and all its cheer.
Been trying not to think about how much I've missed this year.
Maggie's in the ninth grade and the band has taken off
Sometimes I wonder why I ever left the ones I love.
Had to go grow up, had to find myself
It's been just four months. Sometimes I feel like someone else.
The desert doesn't have a way to fill the spaces
That I dug into my heart the last time that I saw your faces.
But I can hear the sleigh bells. The lights tell me only one thing. I am growing up but I'll never grow away.
I'll still be the last one to wake up on Christmas morning
and come down the stairs to see the presents piled up against the fireplace.
I'll still be the best friend who pays for the gas to get to
The movies when we need to forget the time and find some space
Remember when we had those deadlines for our songs
Afternoons in the back room and then the long drive home.
I always used to think of how I didn't want to leave.
And now it isn't so bad here but you better believe
That I haven't been to Wendy's since the last time that we went.
There's something sacred in the value of the little cash we spent.
Now I only hope the holidays don't fly by as fast
As the summer right before or the year before last.
But I can hear the sleigh bells. The lights tell me only one thing. I am growing up but I'll never grow away.
I'll still be the last one to wake up on Christmas morning
and come down the stairs to see the presents piled up against the fireplace.
I'll still be the best friend who pays for the cash to get to
The movies when we need to forget the time and find some space
I'm coming home for Christmas and all it's cheer.
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It's the same every year
I work until I can't feel my fingers from the cold
This shit is really getting old
You're pinning all your hopes on a 'last fairytale'
But I'm just hoping I can get home before it starts to snow
There's no chance of joy to all tonight
In the name of corporate suicide
Don't tell me to smile when I want to die
Drink on down your Christmas spirit
It's the same every year
We promise it's the last
That you'll ever find us working here
And feeling second class again
But I know that
I'll always be back tomorrow
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this year I've been doing my best “I have it together” impression
with cheap beer and a mouthful of cigarettes
it’s hard to be convincing I’m convinced
winter thought she could hold the reigns, but snow fall just never stays
it’s like I've been cursed for Christmas
I've been fucking scrooged
if you think I’m overreacting, i think you are too
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