Why I Hate Christmas

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Why I Hate Christmas

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I thought I'd found someone who understood what I mean I thought I'd found someone who didn't think I was obscene I didn't need these words, I didn't need these songs I thought I'd found somewhere where I finally belong Where I belong, where I belong Where I belong, where I belong But when I looked at her she never looked straight at me Because deep within she was afraid of what she'd see You know, I'vе had some times I don't consider thеm crimes And I won't reject my past or what it's made of me Made of me, made of me Made of me, made of me I know that people change, I'm not denying that it's true But I've met their kind before, it doesn't matter what I do They will never, ever see past the colour of my skin They will never understand where she stops Is where I begin Where I begin, where I begin Where I begin, where I begin Now it's that time again but there's nothing beneath my tree Because she's with her husband playing happy families And if I turned back time could I make her mine? Or is this just the way that things were meant to be... Meant to be, meant to be Meant to be, meant to be?

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