Written by chris cornel Music by kim thayil Run away, now its halloween Shave your head and burn you sheets, Evil could be Right next door What do blind dogs believe? I dont want to know Following blind Run away, now its halloween the safe bet is on your knees, Bow your head To the trinity, Thats what blind dogs believe But Ive 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