halloween of love
It has punctured holes in my boat
I've come to the end of the tale she wrote
a tale of despair and heartbreak
I'm think I'm gonna drown in this lake
the truth delayed is as bad as lying
she didnt know that and I was buying
now I know the twain shall never meet
its the eternal season of trick or treat
its what I call the halloween of love
I've called truce and released the white dove
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