Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nicolas Gasparini
Nicolas Gasparini
Piano
Jacob Baptista
Jacob Baptista
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ranna Royce
Ranna Royce
Songwriter
Nicolas Gasparini
Nicolas Gasparini
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ranna Royce
Ranna Royce
Producer
Scott Kaminski
Scott Kaminski
Mixing Engineer
Jamie Hurtarte
Jamie Hurtarte
Photography

Lyrics

It was a cold day but a colder night
Why is the gold grey and the snow ain’t white
Gin ginger ale with a side of gingerbread weed cookie
Spin fairytale with a picture bred by a speed emcee
It’s the Eve of Christmas up in NYC
I’m twisted as I leave this holiday party
Blizzard froze my nose I was brutally teary
Winter showed shadows so unusually eerie
The jingle bell felt like sickle cell
In a sick ol’ cell or a single hell
I signal help but the symbol dwell
With a cymbal bell and sinful spell
Silent night
What a night
It was calm
Till' the fight
Not a virgin undressed on the floor
Only choice was death or your whore
I will lose my life
If I'm not silent tonight
I finally seen his whole reflection, on the devil sidewalk
The grinch lived in sole rejection, I was broken at Central Park
He felt a soul connection, I was smoking my menthol spark
He stole affection and I was choking as he left his rental mark
His hand was like a boat hook and I was a closed book named Carol Flo
At that moment I realized he mistook my camel toe for a mistletoe
He mis took my both lips all the way down to my black polished lil toe
He was far from an ol' king but I gave him the nickname Cole
Cuz he was in my stocking, stalking my merry ol’ lil soul
Instead of offering egg nog he wanted all my eggs knocked
With a knife to my neck
Silent night
What a night
It was calm
Till' the fight
Not a virgin undressed on the floor
Only choice was death or your whore
I will lose my life, life
If I'm not silent tonight
If I'm not silent tonight
Written by: Nicolas Gasparini, Ranna Royce
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