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''Not a princess in a castle,
We're caught up in the last battle
And I'm the queen of my words, my thoughts
The ruler, queen of my reality.''
Hello, hello, That's what we say, When Christmas Eve comes on its way.The streets lit up with lights at night, Joy, that is for what we really fight, Candy's present in every shops, That's enough; it's more than a lot.