Month 10, I cut and then I bleed I live out the space between my teeth The weather outside is much beyond heavy I just drink some water and go to sleep early Give me Halloween But don't hold me back I was left to clean With British Racing Green I was left to clean With British Racing Green I'm sick of a place I don't want to leave I promise I will pay you back for the tea I like the 2 doors in a house made just for three I want all the love that you want to give to me Wading in gutters, each sound louder than the last Single speed, all I need, please hold the overcast Standing outside, years on the qui vive Doing what's best is sometimes an uncertain thing Give me Halloween But don't hold me back I was left to clean With British Racing Green I was left to clean With British Racing Green Burnt down match factory rose back up beyond its size I never lost control to what I utilize The hour is the shiver in my femur to my spine The tomorrow is the pupil in my dilated eye Give me Halloween But don't hold me back I was left to clean With British Racing Green I was left to clean With British Racing Green