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Halloweenie

by Viktor.digital

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1.
Waiting Out For Fall 00:36
2.
Poe-Tic License 03:52
3.
St. Subterrean 03:34
4.
Bewitches 02:22
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The Good Stuff 02:04
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Barn Spider 02:37
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Cheer Up The Ghost 02:16
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Labyrinth 02:21
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Boneyard 03:33
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Way Back When 02:18
11.
House At The End Of The Road 01:24

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released October 31, 2019

Viktor.digital
Halloweenie

All songs written in Oct. 2019 by Viktor
Recorded and Produced by Viktor and Kuz
Music by Viktor and Kuz
www.viktor.digital
A Latest Noise Records Release
www.thelatestnoise.com

Waiting Out For Fall
Half is fact when you make up the rest
Sums it all up in a formula
It's so hot
Summer in the city
Summer in the city

Poe-Tic License
She said buy me a drink and I'll tell you a story
But it's a twice told tale
She mentioned to me the power and the glory
By the end the bird was as big as a whale
Hell I'm not making this up
I'm just quoting a raven
And it'll all add up to nevermore

Hell I'm not making this up
I'm just quoting a raven
And it'll all add up to nevermore

St. Subterrain
If naming saints was a novelty game
And the bottle it washed out over night
He had a faded picture in his pocket
Of Greta Garbo
Who he said he once met on an elevator
She was going up
And he was going down
Let's pitch in to give him a name
Call him saint of the sub terrain
Let's pitch in to give him a name
Call him saint of the sub terrain
He won't let it get him down
He's the king of the underground
He holes up in the shadows of the light
Eeking from exposure
He had faded picture in his pocket
Of Greta Garbo
Who he said he once met on an elevator
She was going up
And he was going down
Let's pitch in to give him a name
Call him saint of the sub terrain
Let's pitch in to give him a name
Call him saint of the sub terrain
He won't let it get him down
He's the king of the underground

Bewitches
I couldn't help the way I felt
I was wrapped up in a emotion
I was wrapped up in a spell
She said I'd like to see you dance in a trace
She said I'd like to see you dance in a trace
I couldn't help the way I felt
I was wrapped up in a potion
I was wrapped up in a spell
She said I'd like to see you dance in a trace
She said I'd like to see you dance in a trace

The Good Stuff
I know what all the witches do
I've been running bootleg witches brew
I've been running bootleg witches brew
I know where the fallen monuments are
I've been there whether here or how far?
I've been running bootleg witches brew
I've been running bootleg witches brew

Barn Spider
I've been tasked
To keep the spider awake
We had a deal
And my end was to sing
Keeping my end of the bargain
Keeping my end of the bargain
I only adhere to one thing
But the spider sticks to everything
I only adhere to one thing
But the spider sticks to everything
Keeping my end of the bargain
Keeping my end of the bargain

Cheer Up The Ghost
Convince the ghost in your mind
That everything
Is gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright...

Labyrinth
The good times
They wear you fine
And you were so close
To giving up the ghost
Again
And the symbols are too many to define
In this labyrinth that we call life
All you left me was alone
Like a song that wanders off like a ghost
And the good times
They where you find them
In this labyrinth that we call life

Boneyard
No one throws more rocks than I
And if I live in a glasshouse
Well, I'll get by
Cause I got so much hope
Buried underneath these stones
But when I hear too much talking
It makes me wanna throw some rocks
When I hear too much talking
Makes me wanna throw some rocks
Yea, well, I hear too much talking
Cause I got so much hope
Buried underneath these stones

Way Back When
You keep haunting me as if you were lost
You even did back then
In the way back when
You even did back then
In the way back when
It starts and it don't stop
Just unravels like the secret in the song
It even did back then
In the way back when...

House At The End Of The Road
I'm walking down
The longest street
Just thinking about
The house at the end of the road

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The dirt under your feet, the dust in your eyes, the cracks in your skin, the scars on your face.
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Shifting gears during the pandemic from a steady diet of live shows and solo album releases to collaborative creative development of the concept of what Viktor.digital is and can be LP7 Underwater Swearing on digital on 4/23/21. ... more

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