Gonna be
Up to the
Pumpkin (Pumpkin)
And if they come for us
We'll hide in my jar
You and me
We've braided our
Hands together
Hold till my blues fade
If they bawl
I feel like a ghost who's got a skeleton face
I'm gonna run behind you in the shadow's place
And I can feel your rhythm if you feel my rhythm
It's a pie
And it's berries in my heart bread
Berries in my heart bread
You and me
Chained to the
Thumb piano
Walk down streets
With red in our clothes
You and me
Under clear
Umbrellas
I said that once an eve
I'm drying your
Bones
Up to the
Pumpkin (Pumpkin)
And if they come for us
We'll hide in my jar
You and me
We've braided our
Hands together
Hold till my blues fade
If they bawl
I feel like a ghost who's got a skeleton face
I'm gonna run behind you in the shadow's place
And I can feel your rhythm if you feel my rhythm
It's a pie
And it's berries in my heart bread
Berries in my heart bread
You and me
Chained to the
Thumb piano
Walk down streets
With red in our clothes
You and me
Under clear
Umbrellas
I said that once an eve
I'm drying your
Bones
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