Skeletons

I want a share in your ecstasy
I want a piece of your sanctity
But will I ever really be free?
I’d have to open my closet door
The skeletons fall to the floor
There’s things in there you don’t want to see
Take a little line from the underworld
Read a little tale from the crypt
Take a little breather from hunting pearls
Every day will soon make you sick
I want to photobomb your curtain call
I want hack your crystal ball
But some things I just don’t want to see
And so you scream that you deplore
Oh whatever you do, please do not open that door
There’s things in there you don’t want to see
Take a little line from the underworld
Read a little tale from the crypt
Take a little breather from hunting pearls
Every day will soon make you sick
Take a little line from the underworld
Read a little tale from the crypt
Take a little breather from hunting pearls
Every day will soon make you sick
I’d have to open my closet door
The skeletons fall to the floor
Yeah there’s things in there you don’t want to see
Let the skeletons free