Halloween Birthdaze

the moon is a cowboy,
stars shoot at our feet
dressed up like our heroes,
how stupid are we?
cuz im planting you questions,
youre diggin up bones.
theres a mouth in my stomach
and its singin your song
cuz i float off
into the ceiling
ive got your taste now
its on my tongue
cuz you know you got me,
know that you got me
i just hope that you want me,
hope that you want me
so dont blow out the light that lights up my face
and make every night my halloween birthday
is this a done day?
or is this a done day?
the things that you measure
are the moments you waste
islands of vultures
put life in your veins
if i was a table
would you pull up a chair?
in a room full of eyes
would you seek out my stare?
cuz i float off
into the ceiling
ive got your taste now
its on my tongue
cuz you know you got me
know that you got me
i just hope that you want me
hope that you want me
so dont blow out the light that lights up my face
and make every night a halloween birthday
is this a done day?
or is this a done day?
alone we are,
together not
look into amelting clock
step into
the unknown
on and on and off we go
you know you got me
know that you got me
i just hope that you want me
hope that you want me
so dont blow out the light that lights up my face
make every night my halloween birthday
you know you got me
know that you got me
i just hope that you want me
hope that you want me
so dont blow out the light that lights up my face
and make every night my halloween birthday
know you got me,
know that you got me
i just hope that you want me,
hope that you want me
so dont blow out the light that lights up my face
yeah
make every night my halloween birthday



Credits
Writer(s): Shelby Archer, Jeffrey Laliberte, Michael Johnson, Paul Laliberte
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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