halloween

I'll find myself in you

If you do the same with me

I'll keep this knife off my arm

And keep my longing to a minimum

There's cigarette burns on my hands

And blood on my lips

From the drunken smokes we shared

On Halloween

I'm gonna fuck it up

If you give me the chance

An occupation only saturated by me again

Just give me a moment

I'll mess my head up again

Then you'll screw it right back on

Like a car, In a crash

Down the M1

You're like the blue down my arm

With inconsiderate portions

My chemical imbalance

Gets fixed by your serotonin

As my heart comes racing to conclusions

It's you

Oh god, it's you