Seasonal Depression
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Seasonal Depression lyrics

GenreAlternative Rock
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It's Christmas again, And I'm here alone. Covered with snow. Chilled to the bone. My branches are bare. My roots have gone dry. My only companions Are the clouds in the sky. What was Dumbledore thinking When he made me? Without friends, Without love, Or family. Did he think I wouldn't Notice Christmas? Laugh all you want. Spit in my face. Chop all my limbs. Toss them away. Uproot my body and Transplant me on Mars. At least I'd be safe from Your flying cars. I know that it's hard To get close to me. But deep down inside, I'm only a tree. My actions speak louder Than the pain in my soul. If I had my way, Get it under control. What was Dumbledore thinking When he made me? Without friends, Without love, Or family. Did he think I wouldn't Notice Christmas? So as you sit down With your families tonight, Think of these words, Remember my plight. If I had a choice, I'd choose to be free From this terrible violence That boils up in me. But I'm just a slave, A captive device, Of an arrogant wizard With a heart of ice. If Christmas brings love And peace in your minds, Then how could Christmas Leave this poor tree behind? What was Dumbledore thinking When he made me? Without friends, Without love, Or family. Did he think I wouldn't Notice Christmas?

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