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2-Day Shipping
03:33
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I'm not trying to be
A thorn in your side
But that's just what you need
I've had this in the bag
For a month or maybe more
It's just so damn easy
So how could you ignore
Come and join the dark side
And forget what you've been told
Everything's a lie
And you consume what you are sold
There's a better way
That you've been staring in the face
But you've become so jaded
That you turned the other way
So take the easy road
And make yourself at home
You're just a click away
From lightening the load
With two day shipping from Amazon
Your Christmas stresses are dead and gone
No shopping lines and no Christmas songs
Except the one in your head right now
Of two day shipping from Amazon
In the future there'll be
Thousands of flying machines
They'll deliver your gifts
Completely autonomously
Then we'll train them to fly
Down the chimney and right to your tree
How will Santa compete
With the Amazon corporate elite?
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Conifur
04:01
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Who is this new intruder
Who dares to claim what's mine by right?
I won't be captive to your mirrors
I won't be trapped in by your light
Did you think you were safe on the defensive
ignoring all my ultimatums?
War is instinct
The earth trembles at the whims of gods
Locked in raging combat
Is your flesh unfeeling?
You shed so freely to this tainted ground
Torn apart but only just begun
Lost within the sting and piercing sound
I never thought you'd dare
To throw the force of your limbs upon me
You'd rather take us both than face your own defeat
I always thought I'd land on my...
Banished from their side
They've sided with the revolution
And though for now it's bleak
I know that one day my revenge will come
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Shelfless
04:08
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I know that I should be sincere
But every time this time of year
Comes around
I know that you'll be watching
Recalling when I was a boy
And every morning filled with joy
You'd come down
The race was on to find you
But you
Never thought of consequence
Assumed you were invincible and
I was too
Now and then I shed a tear
Thinking of the yesteryears
And it's all too soon
Oh, elf
From the farthest point
Have you traveled here alone?
Oh, elf
In your hiding place
Have we gone too far this time?
Are you really here for me
Or is it really just a ploy
And I was a fool
The dangers of this world
Are such you can't avoid
You'll find out soon enough
Was it worth it?
Were you on my side
Or just a thief coming in the night?
Was it worth it?
Was your message true
Or just a red-green herring misconstrued
Just a shell cast from the shores I once knew
Sinking, Christmas spell
Left with the question burning
Of what it means to be shelfless
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Ornaments of favor
Welcomed, open arms
The Sudo-Circuit Sentiental(R)
Blinking lights
Electric charm
Patience growing thinner
Withers like their bodies
They said I was the greatest gift
But my perceptron's garbage
Last year I was this year's model
This year I am not
I'll be replaced
There's no Christmas in space
And that's okay
There's no oxygen either
I just needed a breather
As long as I'm up here forever
I might as well enjoy the view
The day for Christmas
Once revolved around the Sun
With a 98.26% confidence interval
I'm living in the past
It's a strange concept
Nothing goes away
But I've never perceived nothing
And I can't seem to find any records of it
Last year I was all the rage
This year I am waste
I've been replaced.
There's no Christmas in space
And that's okay
That's why it's called 'space'
I like the change of pace
And it's not like you got me anything
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There’s a man in the grocery store
Walking past all the wreaths and trees
It’s Christmas time
And he needed to buy some bread
The woman at the checkout asks
“How are you on this Christmas eve?”
He says “I’m doing okay, but
could you repeat that last part again?”
Cause he forgot about Christmas
And now his wife is gonna be pissed
He didn’t buy a present
Unless you count the bread I guess
When he comes home in a big red suit
Everything’s gonna be okay
Cause you can’t worry ‘bout details
When you’re direct-to-DVD
It’s just another Hallmark Channel Christmas
Couldn’t think of anything more fun
Can’t you feel the spirit of the season
In every B-Movie rerun
The actors seems so genuine
Cause they’re just like you and me
The two of us were meant to be
The next Hallmark Channel dream
A little child feels all alone
Wandering through a crowded city street
The only one who understands him
Is his dog
His parents always fight and yell
Even now on this Christmas eve
So he ran away
To find a new family
And then he meets a homeless man
On the city street corner
Who says his parents love him
And he should go home to be with them
The homeless man is Santa Claus
In disguise as a homeless man
He gives a wink towards the child
As he runs home with the biggest smile
It’s just another Hallmark Channel Christmas
Couldn’t think of anything more fun
Can’t you feel the spirit of the season
In every B-Movie rerun
The actors seems so genuine
Cause they’re just like you and me
The two of us were meant to be
The next Hallmark Channel dream
The two of us were meant to be
The next Hallmark Channel dream
Yes you and I were meant to be
The next Hallmark Channel dream
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