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I read your letter with a cold, cold heart Leaving me without a word On Christmas eve Oh yes It hurt indeed.
I read your letter with a cold, cold heart Now you say i´m like a crystal But you left me like a loaded pistol Shooting in the dark.
I read your letter with a cold, cold heart But the damage has been done I don't feel like no-one's won
I think I won.
I read you letter with a cold, cold heart But it's over I moved on Now you write about the things we done In summer.
I read your letter with a cold, cold heart But it's too late my blood was spilled I went down to where the boy was killed Yes That's true.
I read your letter with a cold, cold heart It's not just Christmas you have taken All my trust you have forsaken.
I read your letter with a cold, cold heart Tell myself that you meant nothing Get high on drink and smoke and endorphine.
I read your letter with a cold, cold heart Leaving me without a word On Christmas eve Oh yes It hurt indeed.
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