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Halloween Island
03:52
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oh you could be a haunted house
and hold your lover like a ghost in the attic
today I am a haunted house
and they are coming through the cracks in the static
you could light up
like a jack o' lantern or a joint
and breathe out a puff
to lighten the air of the autumn night
but you could spend your summer
on Halloween island caught up in the spiderwebs
dancin' with the ghosts of your past
on halloween island hangin' with the skeletons
slippin' through the holes in their hands
'cause you don't flesh out your plans
you listen for the owls at night
and think about the field that you used to stand in
to hear the bats up in their flight
making noise, swooping down, never landin'
and you forget how the moon loves to meddle in your love life
it must be hard for her i guess
bein' so far away from her ocean wife
but you could spend your summer
on Halloween island caught up in the spiderwebs
dancin' with the ghosts of your past
on halloween island hangin' with the skeletons
slippin' through the holes in their hands
'cause you don't flesh out your plans
and I hope that you see
that the real monsters don't come out on Halloween
so go ahead play trick or treat
because we are all our own worst enemies
on Halloween island caught up in the spiderwebs
dancin' with the ghosts of your past
on Halloween island hangin' with the skeletons
slippin' through the holes in their hands
Halloween island caught up in the spiderwebs
dancin' with the ghosts of your past
on Halloween island hangin' with the skeletons
slippin' through the holes in their hands
'cause you don't flesh out your plans
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Fear
03:19
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favorite one, you are a ghost
haunt me for fun, hobby at most
cinnamon spice, you keep me warm
sugar is nice, but I am bored
of the sweet sweet nothing you are promising to me
of the sweet sweet nothing you are promising to me
I spend my time gathering bones
I'm not sure why I find them wherever I go
under the bed is where it hides
out of my head waiting to strike
when I leave and you say you cannot promise anything
anything
and I only wanted to love you
I only wanted to try
oh I only wanted to haunt you
I only wanted to be right
and I only wanted to love you
I only wanted to try
oh I only wanted to haunt you
I only wanted to be right
and now I'm strung out I can't help but want you
only temporary isn't enough for me
when it's not just anybody it is you
can't take your spell off me 'cause baby I'm in love
baby I'm in love
maybe I'm in love
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We R Stupid
02:17
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costumes, pictures, and parties
candy, monsters, and ghosts
you are the one I hold dearly
you are the one I love most
and you know
yeah you know
autumn leaves have come early
down, down, gently we fall
summer leaves in a hurry
you know I've always loved fall
and you know
yeah you know
I know that we are stupid
I know that we are dumb
we've had one try to prove it
I know that we are too young
and you know
yeah you know
that we'll get there in the end
all I need is a lover and friend
when the pumpkins are blown out
and the ghosts go to bed
Halloween, my dear, we'll try again
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