Raccoon Tour - The Dentonweaver

Mischief Night

Your breath reeks of embarrassment
From homes your parents sold
Uprooting every Autumn
'Till your father gets paroled
Let's sneak out through the back streets
Pack your bag with clothes, we'll go
Where no one knows

We threw raw eggs into the fence
We carved our tags into the walls
But Halloween, it came and went
Now that's the only place I see you at all

I'd grind my bones
And mix them into stew
If that'd be
Of any help to you

I'm sorry if I'm the one to blame
For the reason things won't be the same
I want to show you more
Of my positive intentions
You're the only friend I know

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Writer(s): Nathan Burr, Eric Mach
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