Spotty lights and milky color

Six balloons is half a dozen of the other

I've seen her walking home alone

Looking at her for

Missed the curve without

Without, without the magic she thinks it's under her

Holly

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Holly lights

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And not the dead in a cold room

You could always take a swerve and drive

When you hear the shots, they come two, three at a time

Friends say those are other lives

Certainly they're not in mine

Certainly not in mine

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Holly

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Holly lights