Текст песни
Steep side in the night
So misunderstood
Nightmare come to life
Lost control for good
Cruisin' for a friend
Who wants to comfort me
Shake hands with a butcher knife
And know he'll never leave
And so he gets down on his knees to pray
But something always takes his thoughts away
He's got
(Skeletons in the closet) Keep alive the memory
(Skeletons in the closet) Tasting like reality
Just like the boy next door
Who's always so polite
Nobody would believe
His evil appetite
He's got a lot of friends
Hidden in the fog
Sometimes he takes them out
To listen to him talk
And so he gets down on his knees to pray
But something just won't let him concentrate
(He's got)
(Skeletons in the closet) Oh, keep alive the memory
(Skeletons in the closet) Tasting like reality, yeah
(Skeletons in the closet) Just a little company
(Skeletons in the closet) What a twisted fantasy
Behind the window
With curtains closed
There lives a monster
That no one knows
(Skeletons in the closet) Keep alive the memory
(Skeletons in the closet) Tasting like reality
(Skeletons in the closet) Just a little company
(Skeletons in the closet) Hold me close and comfort me
(Skeletons in the closet) Keep alive the memory
(Skeletons in the closet) Hold me close and comfort me
(Skeletons in the closet)