Michael Guy Bowman Pumpkin Tide
[Verse 1]
Destroy your desk; it's useless now
Build yourself a fort to hide
Close your eyes and crawl inside
You're sailing on the pumpkin tide
[Verse 2]
The ship you're on is yours alone
The wind will push your sweet, sweet ride
But this foreign wave just appearified
You're sailing on the pumpkin tide
[Verse 3]
Focus on the sound of my voice
You are under my control
Obey my will or I'll bury you alive
And it's you who'll dig your own damned hole
[Verse 4]
Forget your friends, what good are they?
Suckers filled with words that chide
Heads green with envy but orange with pride
Screaming at that pumpkin tide
[Interlude]
[Bridge]
Listen to their whispering voice
The current where the pumpkins roam
You never saw a thing
Never saw the thing you think you saw
Just shadows looking for a home
[Verse 5]
The door into your heart is locked
It's gun is buried in your mind
Too heavy to carry, but too huge to leave behind
Without it you would surely die
[Outro]
But even that's just another lie
Sailing on the pumpkin tide