"Silent Night, Not for Me"

(Verse 1)
Wake up to flashing lights, same old carols in the air,
“Happy holidays” they’re shouting, but nobody seems to care.
People pushing, people rushing, faces cold and worn,
Buying stuff they don’t need, hearts already torn.

(Pre-Chorus)
And every single year I ask,
Why I bother with this mess — the answer’s clear at last:

(Chorus)
I hate Christmas, all the stress and all the trouble,
Crowded streets, annoyed faces, everything’s just loud and double.
Material madness everywhere, no one listens in—
So I’d rather be a Grinch, no sparkle, no fake grin.

(Verse 2)
Sticky floors with spilled mulled wine, someone starts to scream,
Markets filled with empty smiles, chasing some cliché dream.
Everyone pretends it’s perfect, no one slows it down,
I’m drowning in the tinsel, in this over-decorated town.

(Pre-Chorus)
And I watch the chaos rising,
Thinking quietly to myself:

(Chorus)
I hate Christmas, all the stress and all the trouble,
Crowded streets, annoyed faces, everything’s just loud and double.
Material madness everywhere, no one listens in—
So I’d rather be a Grinch, no sparkle, no fake grin.

(Bridge)
Maybe I’m just tired, maybe it’s too loud,
But I see through all the wishes, all the pressure from the crowd.
When the heart goes missing, all the magic fades—
And you won’t find it wrapped in bows or neon-lit parades.

(Chorus / Outro)
I hate Christmas, all the stress and all the lying,
Everyone pretending joy while deep inside they’re sighing.
Material up to the roof — what kind of world we’re in?
So I’ll just be a Grinch…
with a quiet mind and honest skin.

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