Oh, captain of my industry Oh, cigarettes and company I'm never where I want to be The dirty, dirty ground
Oh, Halloween! The blood you drew You carved a space to climb into And like a lantern, like a pyre I burn, I burn with holy fire
I talk when I don't have to And I hope it doesn't matter 'Cause we know what we know And I don't know how you do it But I change and you see to it That we ain't got no show
And all I could see in the ink of the dark Was your cigarette, breathing like beating heart I fold mine in, like origami It might look pretty, but you do not know me
I talk when I don't have to And I hope it doesn't matter 'Cause we know what we know And I don't know how you do it But I change and you see to it That we ain't got no show
Oh, Halloween! Oh, jealous star Are you who you say you are? I thought you would have found me out by now
Oh, Halloween! The blood you drew You carved a space to climb into I don't know what I should have seen Oh, not since Halloween Oh, not since Halloween No, not since Halloween No, not since Halloween
Halloween Halloween
Compositor: Megan Alexanda Washington (Washington) ECAD: Obra #16881014