I masked my face and drew a line in the sand
I didn't think that you would understand
My heart's a pipeline pumping dinosaurs
The undead flock in mass steeped in gore.
Thank god it's only Halloween
Thank god it's only Halloween
Thank god it's only Halloween
Thank god it's only Halloween
You cut your hair. You're spitting acid.
Danger hides below the water so placid.
You should be spending time with Betty Ford.
Instead your out to wreck your Honda Accord.
Thank god it's only Halloween
Thank god it's only Halloween
Thank god it's only Halloween
Thank god it's only Halloween
Reading lines from the book of the dead
Drinking love potions laced with lead.
Hearts of gold melted into computer chips.
Lives diluted into video clips.
credits
from Quarter of a Century,
released June 23, 2015
Vox: Mitch Fedie
Guitar: Grant Ertl and Matt Lilla
Bass: Devin Hougardy
Drums: Brian Perry
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