Where are you October, where are you my muse!
Where are you today, my dear inspiration!
I feel tired and sleepy, I feel with no use
Like I could just die and accept damnation
But I gotta write, it will take a minute
I’m lazy, don’t want to. I’m feeling all blue
The pumpkin spice’s over, what’s left is dilute
What’s good with November? My beard never grew
I’ll miss you October, I’ll miss you, oh yes!
I’ll miss all your spiders and zombies alike
As the day keeps passing I feel motionless
What am I gonna do without all the spikes?
Where are you oh darling, who inspired me!
Where are you my muse, oh just let me be free!