Skeleton

Skeleton, Skeleton, Skeleton, Skeleton, Skeleton Closets ablaze, melt my past reality. Lets push the boundaries to what is real and not rel for this clan you see. Let's get over all that doesn't last cause the present moment has come and gone. No more skeletons shout to death all that's been never dying and leaves many lliving shamed. And I want skeletons no more in that big, tall amoire with a skeleton head on the shelf. My mind lives in its head no more. We're no longer haunted as extermination of our past memories blew up in smoke. Skeleton, Skeleton, Skeleton, Skeleton, Skeleton Melt my past reality. Lets push the boundaries on what's real and not real for this clan you see. There are no longer scary hellos from our past or do not enters that do not last. By Susan Mills