All I know is what I feel
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And what I feel is all too real
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It's pecking hard
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It's cracked the egg
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It's come to life
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Oh God I hate December
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All I know is what I dream
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But lately dreams, have been such scary things
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Of suicide and frozen ice over my pale body
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Suffocating December
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I Hate December
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