Haunted House Lyrics – Dannythestreet

Staring at the edge of the door
Gasoline pounding in the background
Thinking about you back your place
Talking about how much you hate The Invisibles

And everything else that he made
We smell like Powerade
Not a single piece of candy
Not for you or for me

Chats about cacti
Fan-fiction
Your least favorite people
I remember the first time I saw you

Your hands were tied and you swore you’d never go back
We smell likе Powerade
I’m no murderеr, but I’m scared of haunted houses
And dying alone
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Dannythestreet Lyrics – Haunted House

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Haunted House