Skeletons March Out
Open the door
what's this i see?
skeletons staring back at me
looking out from closet doors
peeking through the holes in my drawers
Perhaps it's time i come clean
but what the hell would that mean?
it's time i let them out
i awake each night with a shout
and now i can not take it
i can't even fake it
do you hear them shout?
they want out
the door is unlocked
their exit's not blocked
i can't fight them off
i won't fight them off
i'll welcome them
become their friend
embrace what i
once called a disgrace
they are marching out.....
they are marching out
what's this i see?
skeletons staring back at me
looking out from closet doors
peeking through the holes in my drawers
Perhaps it's time i come clean
but what the hell would that mean?
it's time i let them out
i awake each night with a shout
and now i can not take it
i can't even fake it
do you hear them shout?
they want out
the door is unlocked
their exit's not blocked
i can't fight them off
i won't fight them off
i'll welcome them
become their friend
embrace what i
once called a disgrace
they are marching out.....
they are marching out
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