Intro this is Halloween Halloween and not telling us Halloween girls and boys of every ages wanted you like to see something strange and not sound no problem I'm one-headed under your bed too slow and sharp and eyes going red I am the one-hearted under your stairs spiders in my hair it's licks in my hands aren't you scared that's just fine everybody scream everybody scream and no sound of Halloween I am the one who says who's there I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the man in the mood feeling your children's what's the dead of right
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