Poison Under the Mistletoe (Official Lyric Video) - A Story of Betrayal

"Not every Christmas light brings joy. Some just illuminate the darkest secrets."

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Poison Under the Mistletoe is more than just a song; it’s a raw, unfiltered confession. It tells the story of a father who, in the middle of the holiday season, discovers the ultimate betrayal. While he was fighting for his family and celebrating his son’s first year of life, a web of lies was being woven by the two people he trusted most: his wife and his best friend.

This track explores the contrast between the sanctity of fatherhood and the cold reality of a double life. Written in a gritty, narrative hip-hop style, it’s a deep dive into the pain of realized truth.

📜 LYRICS:

[Intro] [Sound of snow crunching, a heavy sigh, distorted Christmas bells] Yeah... They say it's the season of miracles. And I have mine. He's right there, sleeping in his crib. My blood. My twin. My everything. But while I was fighting for his life to even exist... You were letting a snake slide through our front door. My "best friend." My "brother." Merry Christmas to me.

[Verse 1] I remember the freezing nights, the hospital bills on the floor Praying for a son, begging God for just one open door. Three years of failure, three years of feeling like I was less While you cried on my shoulder, claiming you were under stress. And he was right there, "comforting" us both through the pain I shared my deepest fears with him, while you two were playing a game. I was the one who gave the life, I’m the one who made him real But you let him shadow every single emotion I was supposed to feel. While we were finally celebrating that "plus" on the stick You were already hiding a secret that makes my whole soul sick. The miracle was mine, the victory was ours to keep But you brought a wolf into the room while I was fast asleep.

[Chorus] They’re singing Silent Night, but there’s a riot in my head Looking at the empty spot on the side of our marriage bed. The angels are weeping for the father I was meant to be Before you stained the very core of our family tree. He’s my son, my heartbeat, the only truth in this place But I see your betrayal every time I look at his face.

[Verse 2] Flashback to the pregnancy, December, one year ago I was rubbing your stomach, watching the fireplace glow. I was talking to him, telling him "Daddy can’t wait to meet you" Not knowing my "brother" was waiting in the shadows to greet you. How could you let him touch you while my son was growing inside? How could you look at me with that glow, having so much to hide? Every doctor’s appointment, every ultrasound we saw He was the first one I called, I followed every "friendship" law. I invited the devil to the baby shower, gave him a seat at the head While he was the one who’d been occupying my place in our bed. The ultimate cruelty, the coldest winter I’ve ever known Is realizing I was fighting for a family while I was actually alone.

[Verse 3] HE’S ONE YEAR OLD NOW! I JUST BOUGHT HIM HIS FIRST SMALL BIKE! AND THEN I FIND THE MESSAGES! A TRUTH I WASN’T READY TO STRIKE! I’M LOOKING AT THE TEXTS NEXT TO THE CHRISTMAS CARDS ON THE WALL! READING THE DATES, THE PLACES, WATCHING MY WHOLE WORLD FALL! YOU WERE WITH HIM THE NIGHT WE CONCEIVED! YOU WERE WITH HIM IN MAY! WHILE I WAS WORKING DOUBLE SHIFTS JUST TO PAY OUR WHOLE WAY! YOU TOOK THE MOST SACRED YEAR OF MY LIFE AND YOU SPIT ON THE FLAME! AND YOU LET HIM HOLD MY SON, LET HIM CALL HIM BY HIS NAME! I AM THE FATHER! THAT’S MY BLOOD, MY HEART, AND MY BONE! BUT YOU POISONED THE MEMORY OF EVERY SEED THAT WAS SOWN! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO THE SNAKE WHO CALLED HIMSELF MY BEST FRIEND! I HOPE THE FIRE IN THIS CHIMNEY IS WHERE YOUR LIES FINALLY END!

[Outro] [Sound of a child’s toy melody playing slowly] He’s got my eyes. He’s got my spirit. He’s the only thing in this house that isn’t a lie. But you... You don’t get to celebrate the miracle. You don’t get the "happy family" anymore. The tree is staying up... But our life is coming down.

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