Written by chris cornel

Music by kim thayil



Run away, now it's halloween

Shave your head and burn you sheets,
Evil could be
Right next door

What do blind dogs believe?
I don't want to know
Following blind



Run away, now it's halloween the safe bet is on your knees,

Bow your head
To the trinity,
That's what blind dogs believe

But I've heard that before,
Following blind



Dead on my feet
While my nightmare walks,

I fell asleep
Where the freeway talks,
Suffer to swim

And dying to sink
These things in the air,
They will make you think