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you're the only one makes me wanna go home and
curl up and die
curl up and die
you're the only one makes me wanna go home and
curl up and die
curl up and die
'cause i'm tired of not being able to breathe. all of us are searching for an open arm. well
it's a shame how i curl up in the dark
when it's the same old word giving me the spark. all of us are searching for an open arm. well
'cause i'm tired of not being able to breathe. all of us are searching for an open arm. well
it's a shame how i curl up in the dark
when it's the same old word giving me the spark. all of us are searching for an open arm. well
we'll stare up at the sky
or curl up somewhere dry
when it's rainy
we'll stare up at the sky
or curl up somewhere dry
when it's rainy
we'll stare up at the sky
or curl up somewhere dry
when it's rainy
we'll stare up at the sky
or curl up somewhere dry
when it's rainy
one last time
you're in my lungs before i curl up
and die
one last time
you're in my lungs before i curl up
and die
don't lie
i've seen that curl up around your smile
and it is
don't lie
i've seen that curl up around your smile
and it is
cause here it is christmastime. we all want someone who will love us and hold us
to curl up alongside when the nights are the coldest. we all want someone who will hug us and kiss us. all i want is you for christmas. all i want is you for christmas. let us examine the holiday spirit
let the small kids sing so we can all hear it. light up a fire and pull the chair near it
cause here it is christmastime. we all want someone who will love us and hold us
to curl up alongside when the nights are the coldest. we all want someone who will hug us and kiss us. all i want is you for christmas. all i want is you for christmas. let us examine the holiday spirit
let the small kids sing so we can all hear it. light up a fire and pull the chair near it
i know the same does not apply to you
so i guess that i'll curl up and die
too. clinging to the remnants of perfection
i know the same does not apply to you
so i guess that i'll curl up and die
too. clinging to the remnants of perfection