I keep all my skeletons under my bed, they try and put me to sleep but they just wake me instead. 
I keep them inside a box I lock with a key so when I wake in the night they don't stare up at me. 
When I pour my cereal they sit at the table and laugh when the carton of milk [bad word] dry. 
They don't pay rent and when I'm feeling depressed they just stare with cold bones and sunken deep hollow eyes. Oh. 

I keep my skeletons. 
They keep me [bad word] every night every day. Oh. 
I keep my skeletons. 
I keep them when am I gonna feel them slipping away. 

I keep all this heavy weight on top of my back, wait for the weightless of the past to somehow [bad word] back. 
I walk with my body hanging down to the left [bad word] for the heart that pounds inside of my chest. 
When I put a hat on I just take out my brain replacing thinking for fashion so I don't feel any pain. 
And I attach cinder blocks under my feet, I'm an even paced walker I can't get no relief. Oh. 

I keep my skeletons. 
They keep me [bad word] every night every day. Oh. 
I keep my skeletons. 
I keep them when am I gonna feel them slipping away. 
I keep my skeletons. 
They keep me [bad word] every night every day. Oh. 
I keep my skeletons. 
I keep them when am I gonna feel them slipping away. 
Slipping away. Slipping away. I keep them when am I gonna feel them slipping away. 
Slipping away oh. Slipping away. I keep them when am I gonna feel them slipping away. 

I keep all my skeletons under my bed before I sleep I ask if someday they could leave me instead. 
I keep them inside a box I lock with a key, they say "dream baby, dream dream dream."