A Very Pagan Christmas

Wild snow, wet dreams
We're still getting over Halloween
Though it's dead, it looks beautiful

So, what's the miracle of this day?
Is it the birth of a half breed?
Or Nature being worshipped by pagans?

I don't want no body else
When you are my pleasure
Ain't no one gonna warm me up, but you, this December

I'm Carelessly Carolling
Forgot the words cuz of the state I'm in
But, ima sing a Christmas tune for ya

So, what's the miracle of this day?
Is it the birth of a half breed?
Or Nature being worshipped by pagans?

I don't want no body else
When you are my pleasure
Ain't no one gonna warm me up, but you, this December

This Solstice
Ima forgive myself



Credits
Writer(s): Dwight Abell
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