[bad word] and talk to me
 When I am all alone
 They always remind me of all the things that I've done wrong

 It's scary, disturbing, but somehow I'm not sorry
 The only thing that's even real is the feelings that I don't feel
 They're all the same
 But they're so different
 They're leaving evidence of my darkest secrets

 I hear them, they're calling
 The skeletons in my closet
 I hear them, they're calling
 The skeletons in my closet

 It's taking parts of me into the unknown
 It's like a void inside of me that goes on and on and on

 It's scary, disturbing, but somehow I'm not sorry
 The only thing that's even real is the feelings that I don't feel
 They're all the same
 But all so different
 They're leaving evidence of my darkest secrets

 I hear them, they're calling
 The skeletons in my closet
 I hear them, they're calling
 The skeletons in my closet

 Now I just can't pretend to forget
 These voices in my head
 And they just wont stop screaming

 They're all the same but all so different
 They're leaving evidence of my darkest secrets

 I hear them they're calling
 The skeletons in my closet
 I hear them they're calling
 The skeletons in my closet