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Hey dude, glad you could make it
Come on in
Thanks for coming over, you can make yourself at home
If you need something, you can let me know
But stay out of my room, that's my private place
And sorry about the flies, just wave them out your face
I know it kind of smells, but don't think nothing of it
A rat got stuck and died, somewhere in my oven
Imma leave you here, I gotta check on something
Ignore that dripping sound, it's just leaky plumbing
Step into my crib, you better tread light, you see
Past the bloodstained rugs and the whispers following me
Don't mind the stench of rot, it's just the house getting old
But peep the closet over there, a story to be told
The floorboards creak, the shadows dance, the air gets cold
The closet door is breathing; there's a story to unfold
I tried to lock it up to keep the evil deep within
But secrets always find a way to crawl beneath your skin
Inside the closet, behind the clothes, a secret lurks
Dark as night a truth I tried to keep out of the light
Don't open that door, don't even try to peek
Cause what's inside will haunt your soul and make your spirit weak
Behind the clothes, a secret writhes deep and black as tar
A truth I made with spider silk beneath a dying star
Don't open that door, don't even dare to breathe
Cause what's inside will snatch your soul and never let you leave
Um, hey there man
Why are you in here
Now I thought I told you to stay out of my room
But since you're here, I'll show you something cool
Step into my closet, this you'll wanna see
Just a couple bodies, hanging by their feet
You see all of these people, you've seen them on the news
What's up with that look, you seem real confused
Well, we've reached an impasse, now you know my secret
And I have to kill you cause I know that you can keep it
Remember that missing kid, the one they never found
Or the rumors of the witch that used to live here on this ground
They ain't rumors homie, they're the echoes of the past
The reason why my sanity is slipping really fast
The floorboards moan, the shadows twist and crawl
The closet door is pulsing, answering a darker call
I nailed it shut with silver, prayed to all the gods unknown
But secrets rot like fucking wounds and soon they'll be full blown
Inside the closet, behind the clothes, a secret lurks
Dark as night a truth I tried to keep out of the light
Don't open that door, don't even try to peek
Cause what's inside will haunt your soul and make your spirit weak
Behind the clothes, a secret writhes deep and black as tar
A truth I made with spider silk beneath a dying star
Don't open that door, don't even dare to breathe
Cause what's inside will snatch your soul and never let you leave