Clover - 2017 Fright Fest

All I keep seeing is that goddamn pumpkin
 I remember being locked inside my head and telling myself
 Just let go you don't have to let this person control you
 And it keeps looking at me with that goddamn face
 It's a fucking pumpkin, it keeps looking at me, you motherfucker
 I can't stop seeing his goddamn face, looking at me
 Got a smile that's as big as a jack-o'-lantern
 It's on hallows eve once again
 You could feel it in the atmosphere
 And the wind and blood underneath the skin
 Why is this happening? butterflies in the stomach like attraction
 Pull that I can't win, head over heels
 In the fields for a chance to be dead again
 They be calling me Messi, friend
 The one with the meat soup, one that fits most spirit to the T
 In the zone like a reboot
 I take you to the spirit world as it's controlling me
 And I'm supposed to be, conscious aware
 Left with the memories and fuck little cats
 Trying to be helpful, call me a portal
 Long as I return, it all seems fair
 Now I don't want nobody listening to be confused
 You can put that on the pumpkins and everything that we do
 If you let a ghost take control and get all inside of you
 There's no telling what you remember or what they'll make you do
 That said, I remember becoming myself again
 Energy low, feeling my skull caved in
 Telephone pole, and wrapped around the metal
 Damn must've been in an accident
 Back in an ambulance
 Doing a 100 on the way to the hospital
 That's when I became possessed with another ghost
 The darker soul, that was way more outta control
 Now every Halloween, it's not a green
 Evil spirits go and take possession of me
 I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
 And soon as everything is better
 Another spirit bout to enter
 All I have are memories
 Now every Halloween, it's not a green
 Evil spirits go and take possession of me
 I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
 And soon as everything is better
 Another spirit bout to enter
 All I have are memories
 I feel like I am being controlled
 Through my mind and my eyes
 People indulge inside of what's in my head
 Anything goes, like a time giving a try then
 It could get violent, if shit goes flyin'
 Up all on my eyes, start crying, a little bit of blood
 Don't think that I'm dying, it's just me getting that blood
 To the other side, and I can't remember enough
 To say that I found 'em, how can I get construed?
 It's such a condiment, like when everytime I come to
 I just start vomiting, end up feeling confused
 The room won't stop spiraling
 It feels like the deepest depression that I'm mired in
 If I can just remember once, like I smoked a hundred blunts
 Every time I help somebody find somebody that was lost
 Every time I help someone, a little more of me it costs
 I guess that's just the price I pay, fuck it then I take the loss
 Now every Halloween, it's not a green
 Evil spirits go and take possession of me
 I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
 And soon as everything is better
 Another spirit bout to enter
 All I have are memories
 Now every Halloween, it's not a green
 Evil spirits go and take possession of me
 I believe I may need an exorcism just to make 'em leave
 And soon as everything is better
 Another spirit bout to enter
 All I have are memories