| All I keep seeing is that goddamn pumpkin
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| I remember being locked inside my head and telling myself
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| Just let go you don’t have to let this person control you
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| And it keeps looking at me with that goddamn face
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| It’s a fucking pumpkin, it keeps looking at me, you motherfucker
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| I can’t stop seeing his goddamn face, looking at me
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| Got a smile that’s as big as a jack-o'-lantern
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| It’s on hallows eve once again
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| You could feel it in the atmosphere
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| And the wind and blood underneath the skin
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| Why is this happening? |
| butterflies in the stomach like attraction
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| Pull that I can’t win, head over heels
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| In the fields for a chance to be dead again
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| They be calling me Messi, friend
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| The one with the meat soup, one that fits most spirit to the T
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| In the zone like a reboot
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| I take you to the spirit world as it’s controlling me
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| And I’m supposed to be, conscious aware
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| Left with the memories and fuck little cats
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| Trying to be helpful, call me a portal
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| Long as I return, it all seems fair
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| Now I don’t want nobody listening to be confused
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| You can put that on the pumpkins and everything that we do
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| If you let a ghost take control and get all inside of you
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| There’s no telling what you remember or what they’ll make you do
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| That said, I remember becoming myself again
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| Energy low, feeling my skull caved in
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| Telephone pole, and wrapped around the metal
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| Damn must’ve been in an accident
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| Back in an ambulance
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| Doing a 100 on the way to the hospital
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| That’s when I became possessed with another ghost
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| The darker soul, that was way more outta control
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| Now every Halloween, it’s not a green
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| Evil spirits go and take possession of me
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| I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
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| And soon as everything is better
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| Another spirit bout to enter
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| All I have are memories
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| Now every Halloween, it’s not a green
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| Evil spirits go and take possession of me
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| I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
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| And soon as everything is better
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| Another spirit bout to enter
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| All I have are memories
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| I feel like I am being controlled
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| Through my mind and my eyes
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| People indulge inside of what’s in my head
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| Anything goes, like a time giving a try then
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| It could get violent, if shit goes flyin'
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| Up all on my eyes, start crying, a little bit of blood
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| Don’t think that I’m dying, it’s just me getting that blood
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| To the other side, and I can’t remember enough
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| To say that I found 'em, how can I get construed?
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| It’s such a condiment, like when everytime I come to
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| I just start vomiting, end up feeling confused
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| The room won’t stop spiraling
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| It feels like the deepest depression that I’m mired in
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| If I can just remember once, like I smoked a hundred blunts
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| Every time I help somebody find somebody that was lost
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| Every time I help someone, a little more of me it costs
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| I guess that’s just the price I pay, fuck it then I take the loss
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| Now every Halloween, it’s not a green
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| Evil spirits go and take possession of me
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| I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
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| And soon as everything is better
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| Another spirit bout to enter
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| All I have are memories
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| Now every Halloween, it’s not a green
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| Evil spirits go and take possession of me
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| I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
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| And soon as everything is better
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| Another spirit bout to enter
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| All I have are memories |