the snow blasts your face, you can't even feel your chin anymore
quick walks between bright storefronts
but THEY can't escape, and THEY will only get colder
it's THEY that bother us on our way to get coffee
the ones that make us feel guilty when we pass by, heads down
THEY deserve it right?
THEY are making me depressed, THEY are ruining my christmas
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