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Season Of The Pumpkin
作词:Matthew Bellamy
You don't really know much about Halloween You don't really know much about Halloween You don't really know much about Halloween Happy Halloween
Hallow's eve just another phrase for devil's nite mass Murdering bitches by the street light Everybody thinks that candy's to be recieved Little do they know it's the nite of the witch's eve
Open his book, turning the pages of his bloody script Hang me, strangle me but don't bullshit The time has come for the House to now prepare To give this whole motherfucker a bloody scare
Swinging the bloody battle axe, wake the dead Let 'em all know the eve is coming, all is said, I've misread The tombstones, my transfer searching for life's questions Fuck the answers, no escape, no chance to leave Letting hell break loose on Hallow's eve
Happy Halloween You don't really know much about Halloween Halloween
Somebody tell em, I've lost my fuckin' mind There's nowhere to go, a different style A different place, a different niggero I'll take the double barrel pumpkin gun Step back and pump one right into your muthafuckin' clear, boom
On Hallow's eve, in the trees, let me tear loose Maximum overdrive, the day before the noose 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 It's Halloween, hear the screams in the dreams Of my fuckin' head, check disease up in my arm's spread Walk the streets I'm the freak you fools read
About The 29th and the 30th I'm coming out, you never know How much I can let it go, just when, cut off my head Another day, bro, on Hallow's eve
Cutting cheese, cutting throats I can't cope And mothefucker's feel the night smoke As it creeps, I can't sleep, I slept, no I got rest Because I breathe on the breeze of Hallow's eve
You don't really know what Happy Halloween You don't really know much about Halloween Happy Halloween
What the fuck? On Hallow's eve, I hear the dead souls Calling my name, telling me to play the game hide and seek With my mind If I hang, running thru the fields I'm trying to find in the pumpkin searching for my brain
Fuck my mind, so I guess, now I'm insane But am I insane? No never been sane So, I got to kill, what I can't win I see the great pumpkin floating thru the fuckin' streets
On the outskirts, hear the screams And cries, devils are laughing, now it's time to die Hold my hand and hope that it's all a joke I found my mind in the mist of the ghastly smoke
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