Wake up, it's Christmas mourn
Those loved have long since gone
The stockings are hung but who cares
Preserved for those no longer there
Six feet beneath me sleepBlack lights hang from the tree
Accents of dead hollyWhoa, mistletoe
(It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghosts
(I'm drinking old)
Red water
Red water
(Red water)
Red water chase them awayMy table's been set for but seven
Just last year I dined with eleven
God damn yeah, merry gentlemenWhoa, mistletoe
(It's growing cold)
I'm seeing ghosts
(I'm drinking old)
Red water
Red water
(Red water)
Red water chase them away
(Chase them away)
(Chase them away)
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