All Hallows Eve

Starts with lush synthwave pads layered over a meandering ambient texture, gradually joined by a fragmented, off-kilter boom bap drum groove, Pulsing bass and retro arpeggios interplay as inventive percussion and unexpected FX sweep in, Track morphs subtly, fusing dreamy and edgy elements

[Verse] I saw the reaper standing outside of the store Smoking a cigarette and holding the door He looked me in the eyes and said It's All Hallows Eve [Verse 2] I looked up to see the store clerk A skeleton man Counting his days and counting his cash He said I never did believe Until All Hallows Eve [Chorus] Mean tricks and treats that aren't sweet But at least the spirits get to go free Day of the Dead All Hallows Eve There's an old man He's got no one left He's all alone on All Hallows Eve

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