| Who goes there, it’s the Ghost of October
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| Summer’s over, now I’m going nowhere
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| Who holds her, it’s not me, I’m a loner
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| But I don’t wanna go, go, go there
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| You’re sober, that’s not me, I’m a stoner
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| I prefer it when the world moves slower
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| Who goes there, it’s just me and my soldiers
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| I come from the snow, it’s cold, cold, colder
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| It’s bad, it’s bad
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| You don’t know what I am, I’m a sick man
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| And this world feels so distant
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| But today I’m feeling so indifferent
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| Every Friday’s Halloween
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| My week is a dream, I’m just walking in my sleep
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| By any means I’ll be lowkey
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| I’m gonna need a reason to be seen
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| All the prayers for nothing
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| No touching, I find it disgusting
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| Flying in my lane with my cousins
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| Why they bugging, I don’t do discussion
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| I’m on an airplane to London
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| They want something from me all of a sudden
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| I come up when I’m summoned
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| I heard everything was gonna change but it worsened
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| Who goes there, it’s the Ghost of October
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| Summer’s over, now I’m going nowhere
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| Who holds her, it’s not me, I’m a loner
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| But I don’t wanna go, go, go there
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| You’re sober, that’s not me, I’m a stoner
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| I prefer it when the world moves slower
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| Who goes there, it’s just me and my soldiers
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| I come from the snow, it’s cold, cold, colder
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| Who goes there, it’s the Ghost of October
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| Summer’s over, now I’m going nowhere
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| Who holds her, it’s not me, I’m a loner
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| But I don’t wanna go, go, go there
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| You’re sober, that’s not me, I’m a stoner
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| I prefer it when the world moves slower
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| Who goes there, it’s just me and my soldiers
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| I come from the snow, it’s cold, cold, colder |