No I really never believed in Santa because every year at Granny nanny's house my dad used to dress up as Santa when I was younger. I knew it was him because he likes to pinch (face)cheeks and pull hair so it was easy for us girls to tell. Except one time the adults tried to fool us by getting someone else to be Santa. Long story short, adults try.
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All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places Worn out faces
Bright & early for the daily races
Going nowhere Going nowhere
Their tears R filling up their glasses
No Xpression No Xpression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrows
No 2morrow No 2morrow
& I find it kindof funny I find it kindof sad.
These dreams in which i'm dying, R the best I've ever had
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