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Verse 1 
He moves like a calendar stuck on the thirteenth,
No flavor in his whisper, just the hush of something mean.
Silent in the suburbs, tiptoe through the lawns — see the blade glint,
No flash, just purpose, lungs of winter, heart a flint.
Porch light flickers, kids trade jokes for candy,
Slow breath behind curtains, the quiet getting heavy.
He’s not a story told — he’s the long pause in a song,
Clock hands hit the hour where the law was wrong.

Pre-Chorus 
We draw the curtains, lock the door, speak the names under breath,
But when the moon leans low, we barter safety for the rest.

Hook 
Masks of moonlight, they hide the teeth, they hide the sin,
Halloween parade where the nightmares slip back in.
We chant the names that the city can’t forget,
Michael, Jason, Ghostface — silhouettes in sweat.

Verse 2 
Campfire ashes, canoe tips the wake, mist like a sheet,
A dock that remembers footsteps, the reeds whisper deceit.
Hockey mask paint chipped like old lies, he walks through the trees,
Lake glass mirrors sky, but the water keeps its enemies.
A legend stamped in silence, boots carving an old route,
No mercy in his math, just the slow, steady re-route.
You count your friends on one hand, every finger a regret,
He’s the retro cold revenge that the town won’t let forget.

Verse 3
Hello? Are you home? Breath on the line, sugarless grin,
Voice like a razor in a lullaby, pulling thin.
He calls and you answer with the bravado of a teen,
But the phone’s a theater — your voice is the scene.
Masked laugh, plastic shape, the whisper crawls the hall,
A prank or a promise — you can’t tell from the call.
We feed the fear, we click and scroll the gore, the thrill,
But the scream is ancient — it’s the bargain that we kill.

Breakdown 
Candles gutter, jack-o’-lantern teeth flex and fall,
We trade our bone for stories on the chalkboard wall.
Mirrors fog with breath we borrow from the past,
Masks slip for a second — truth loud, unmasked.


Hook
Masks of moonlight, they hide the teeth, they hide the sin,
Halloween parade where the nightmares slip back in.
We chant the names that the city can’t forget,
Michael, Jason, Ghostface — silhouettes in sweat.

Halloween Hurrah

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