SPIRITS

Lyrics

[Intro: Sematary] There are spirits in this house... I can see your soul at the edges of your eyes. It's corrosive, like acid You got a demon, lil' man Yeah (And I don't like your face. It makes me wanna do things to it.) Haunted Mound (Ginger, you call me again, I'm setting Miles on you.) I'm a Haunted Mound cowboy (I'll see you again) Hauugghhhh [Chorus: Sematary] Spirits follow me everywhere I go You can try the Haunted Mound, our cutters be up I got a bad bitch from Argentinia Wire bat on me, turn ya to spirit orb Spirits follow me everywhere I go Shakin' doors, breakin' windows in my butcher housе I talk to my shadow When I look ya in your eyes I can see your soul [Verse 1: Sematary] Wеll, I'm a Haunted Mound cowboy Real cowboys, we'll put ya in your tombstone There's spirits in my house Swear I'm not off Benadryl, I can hear 'em Screaming Forest where the wind cries Whisper to me like a jack-o-lantern Buck buck like my sawed-off Walk, walk up in my house, call the coroner I told you I was sick She say she love me, but I'm a haunted house Boomstick like Ash Williams (Yahh) Murk 'em dead, send 'em up with the spirits [Chorus: Sematary & Hackle] Spirits follow me everywhere I go You can try the Haunted Mound, our cutters be up I got a bad bitch from Argentinia Wire bat on me, turn ya to spirit orb Spirits follow me everywhere I go Shakin' doors, breakin' windows in my butcher house I talk to my shadow When I look ya in your eyes I can see your soul (Hackle down on 'em) [Verse 2: Hackle] Come and meet my AK, he be takin' souls Grave Man smokin' packs, he on a roll We don't give a fuck, we'll take you out Lotta guns, lotta knives in the butcher house Run up, we'll turn you to a spirit Take you where the trees all screamin' We gon' skin you, make sure that you feel it Hackle down on 'em, you cannot forgive me [Chorus: Sematary] Spirits follow me everywhere I go You can try the Haunted Mound, our cutters be up I got a bad bitch from Argentinia Wire bat on me, turn ya to spirit orb Spirits follow me everywhere I go Shakin' doors, breakin' windows in my butcher house I talk to my shadow When I look ya in your eyes I can see your soul [Outro] H-H-H-Hauntaholics Real Haunted Mound