there are few how deny at what i do i am the best
my talents are renound far and wide
when it comes to suprizes in the moon lit night
i excel without ever even trying
with the slightest little effort of my ghost like charm
i have seen grown men give out a shriek
with the wave of my hand
in well placed mood
i have swept the very bravest off there feet
yet year after year its the same routine
and i grow so tired of the sound of the screams
and i JACK THE PUMPKIN KING
have grown so tired of the same old things
oh somewhere deep inside of these bones
an emptyness began to grow
theres something out there far from my home
a longing that ive never known
that is one of the greatest movies in the world
jack kicks ass. but anyway i have had pretty good day
havent done much thought me and billy lost the dog but he was in the yard we walked down the hill and everything but we found him though so its coo well thats all for now.
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