Trick or treaaaat!
I'll give you ten seconds to get off my grandma's funeral
This night don't trust me
Monsters will roam the twilight
This night you'll find me
Ghosting my deadly right mind
Forget the mirrors
We won't cast reflections this time
Bring on the killers
Let's enjoy the roaring moonlight
Witches and werewolves
Pumpkins and pretty lies
Cannibal, candys
Shapeshifters all around
Zombies and psycos
Claws for the croocked man
Skeletons schemers
Boy, what a lovely town to
Disappear into the deadly light
Wear your costume under your skin
If you're not dead by the end of the night
I'll have failed to entretain you, my dearly departed sin
Should we just kiss now?
Your fangs would fit my lipstick
Well you're no longer
Who you believe yourself to be
Are you kidding me? I've never been myself
I'm as horny as the devil when he wears his leather jeans
With this poison that you brought, and a taste for endless dreams
If i live to see tomorrow you'll be a lying sack of shit
(Don't you start with your nonsense
You know? I really think you should calm down
Here, have another drink, it's got so much sugar you won't even feel a thing)
I AM NEVER GOING TO EVER SLEEP AGAIN
Witches and werewolves
Pumpkins and pretty lies
Cannibal, candys
Shapeshifters all around
Zombies and psycos
Claws for the croocked man
Skeletons schemers
Boy, what a lovely town to
Disappear into the deadly light
Wear your costume under your skin
If you're not dead by the end of the night
I'll have failed to entretain you, my dearly departed sin
Don't you f*cking look me in the eyes
I know you only see what you want
Your image bouncing off of my eyes
I can be a real existential crisis when i want
Coleccionador de muertos
En tu ofrenda de colores
Las flores y el pan
Que dejas para mí
Escribe una calaverita
Que baile la flaquita
Y yo eche a dormir
Coleccionador de muertos
Son de mis frutos tu azúcar
Lagrimitas que un día
Tendrás que de dejar ir
Witches and werewolves
Pumpkins and pretty lies
Cannibal, candys
Shapeshifters all around
Zombies and psycos
Claws for the croocked man
Skeletons schemers
Boy, what a lovely town to
Disappear into the deadly light
Wear your costume under your skin
If you're not dead by the end of the night
I'll have failed to entretain you, my dearly departed sin
Don't you f*cking look me in the eyes
I know you only see what you want
Your image bouncing off of my eyes
I can be a real existential crisis when i want
Happy Halloween and merry f*cking Christ