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aao (austin anthony ohlhous) - all hallows eat lyrics

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verse 1:
see way back when as an infant and preteen
i always found myself content greeting friends in deep sleep
i never knew what it meant to be menacing through self-belief
and i promise to never learn despite the leeches that’ll teach, infinitely
yet theres still one thing that gets me skeeved enough to nearly capsize my ream of candy, and, on every day of the week
the same thing that brings ultralightbeams to the foyer of luigi’s, the obscene dream eating machine
it’s all i see
all around me, they drown in mundane sauce
like charlie hoping for a gain or 2 but just getting the same rocks
arising out of the ground, it’s clear as day that they’re taste is off
no wonder they eat brain late and calm, what the f-ck will hate solve?
for now, let’s leave pretend with them and take the dates off, it’s safe y’all, not wasteful, in the grave with the rest of your pack of bats
and i get that every sticky instance lasts quick
but how you still cling to it’s sickening, so f-ck you and all your masks………. they’re whack

hook:
since when has pretend become a cheap trend?
woodstock up costumes, it’s all gotta go
there’s only so many great pumpkins in this big pen
so the stragglers grow m-ssive and patch up as ghosts so

is it all a lie? lost my appet-te for pumpkin pie, it doesn’t slide anymo
in touch with nosferatu’s smyle, and my piles of slime, yet i’m still outlasted with my vote, no

an abysmal woods and river, i’m still trying to reach it
bobbing for my apples , not doing jus whats told
replaying “f-ck the juke” cuz i’m still trying to keep sense
but the snoopings not enough, the red barron s took its toll

how obscene, you see, it’s seem an annual fling has flipped my hay rides into a fright house
i’ll blame that on all hallows eat. ,whats happening? it’s halloween day in and day out
now

verse 2:
well whats next for me? if i ain’t allowed
you see the marks on all their necks, don’t you? different state of “riled”
mad abuse to the red replay b-tton, now who gets a trial? and how do we decide? the night is young, this won’t ever die
alive, the past tense, to be specific
i find it eulogistic that my witnesses get slimmer by the minute
then its blood bath tennis, majority rule ain’t gon win it
to keep me in it, i flaunt my shoe soles so they drift to the tendons

but i guess that i commend em tho, right?
i mean they’re here every night
drop a “flight of fancy” and there there with appet-tes
fork and knife through what your enticed, but not enough to suffice
so then it’s seconds and thirds til they compromise your whole life
expedite the process, mac, i hear you out the sky
so it’s likewise and tried for the rest of you guys:
no matter how hard you try, and regardless of your supplies
you can’t and won’t take me alive, nein, you f-ckin parasites

the only jack ‘ o lant in sight, but been the one that’s got disdained
whats this? a ghost town at sundown? no wonder the climate stayed
it’s been a year round thing
but now the chandeliers grounded
and anybody tryna hate can get smoked in these mountains
i’m over being undermined when it comes to dreams and talents
mike, freddie, they’re both crazy but at least they know their right of way
next time your left behind by slendies and ghouls alike, remain unphased like frank and keep that stake just in case

they’re all fake

uh!!!

hook:
since when has pretend become a cheap trend?
woodstock up on costumes, it’s all gotta go
there’s only so many great pumpkins in this big pen
so the stragglers grow m-ssive and patch up as ghosts so

is it all a lie? lost my appet-te for pumpkin pie, it doesn’t slide anymo
in touch with nosferatu’s smyle, and my piles of slime, yet i’m still outlasted with my vote, no

an abysmal woods and river, i’m still trying to reach it
bobbing for my apples , not doing just whats told
replaying “f-ck the juke” cuz i’m still trying to keep sense
yet the snoopings not enough, the red barron s took its toll

how obscene, you see, it’s seem an annual fling has flipped my hay rides into a fright house
i’ll blame that on all hallows eat. ,whats happening? it’s halloween day in and day out
now

no…

bridge:
it seems the potion got me
the cloaked speak softly
in cells
stuck in thought of where my block will be
“gosh, i hope it’s not opposite of my metropolis”
oh well
help me god, please
this oderland oddity s become real
so until the end the curse’ll keep hauntingggg yeahhh

there’s no parooool

-(fade out, shift between m-ffled and nonm-ffled sounds) will the cure endure? whats the word from hubert? i guess thats all for me to find out
but how?-

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