Lyrics Halloween Birthdaze - New Beat Fund

Halloween Birthdaze

The moon is a cowboy, stars shoot at our feet.
Dressed up like our heroes,
how stupid were we?
I’m planting you questions, and you’re digging' up bones.
There’s a mouth in my
stomach and it’s singing your song
I float off into the ceiling.
I got your taste now, its on my tongue
You know you got me, know that you got me
I just hope that you want me, hope that you want me
So don’t blow out the light that lights up my face
And make every night my Halloween Birthday
.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
I float off into the ceiling.
I got your taste now, its on my tongue
You know you got me, know that you got me
I just hope that you want me, hope that you want me
So don’t blow out the light that lights up my face
And make every night my Halloween Birthday
.or is this a done day
Alone we are, together not.
Look into a melting clock
Step into the unknown, and 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 don’t blow out the light that lights up my face
And make every night my Halloween Birthday
.or is this a done day