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letra de skeletons in the closet - broadburn

verse 1
head down thumbs up music blaring
lay down low curse my name swearing
on the edge of an unknown fate
probably 10 seconds til i’m in my wake
cause i always fall in way too deep
i be bombastic and a creep
or a brown nosing sheep
n0body knows what i’ve been through
the sacrifices challenges what i’ve had to do
to get back to a sane place
all they see is a blank face
no one knows the past
the people that were the people that are
the mistakes the looses every scar
how i’ve came so very far
no one knows the circles i go in late at night
how i would of made things turn right
know one knows what i hold close
the things i must hide the most

hook
gonna let out the skeletons in my closet
can’t keep my mouth shut i’m so outa pocket
concealed keep a wrap on the peals
concealed hide the truth not real
the skeletons in my closet
are slipping out the pocket
verse 2
i love being given simplify
like there’s people who give a sh-t for me
that will give me a time of day
that take in what i have to say
i love to vent til i’m blue in the face
tell them the lot of my mind every trace
overstep the mark get too personal
that backfires i get way too comfortable
spill out my entire mind peace by peace
it all gets out in the flock of geese

chorus
concealed can’t keep a wrap on the peals
concealed hate not being real
the skeletons in my closet
are slipping out the pocket

verse 3
i’d love a world where you could be yourself
no walls no raised eyebrows
they say my ego shouts so loud
maybe there right i love a crowd
i dream of an open booth
where i could carelessly live my truth
open the door let see what awaits
let me see my fate
chorus
concealed can’t keep a wrap on the peals
concealed hate not being real
the skeletons in my closet
are slipping out the pocket

verse 4
i love this frontier truly to bits
couldn’t be better than it’s ever been
but i’m playing a part like an allien
i feel a fraud but there ain’t a master plan
if you were to hear where i am you’d understand
why every idea gone in the can
oh i’ve become everything i hate i’m so fake

- broadburn

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