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Halloween Birthdaze - New Beat Fund
Written by：Michael Johnson/Jeffrey Laliberte/Paul Rene Laliberte/Shelby Archer
The moon is a cowboy
Stars shoot at our feet
Dressed up like our heroes
How stupid are we
Cuz I'm planting you questions
You're digging up bones
There's a mouth in my stomach
And its singing your song
Cuz I float off
Into the ceiling
I've got your taste now
Its on my tongue
Cuz 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
Is this a done day
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
Cuz I float off
Into the ceiling
I've got your taste now
It's on my tongue
Cuz 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 a Halloween birthday
Is this a done day
Or is this a done day
Alone we are
Together not
Look into amelting clock
Step into
The unknown
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
Make every night my Halloween birthday
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
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
Yeah
Make every night my Halloween birthday
