I'm walking home, and I feel eyes on my soul
I look around, but I can't see and I hear no sound
Quiet hurts more than a painful noise
Because in sound, it has direction
Silence invades in the worst of ways
Because it leaves you feeling helpless
It's the skeletons in my closet
That make me feel okay
And as long as they don't come back to life
I think that it's safe to say
It's a good day
I'm digging graves, but on this stone I see my name
One foot per word I mess up, it's so absurd
You should be
Oh, I try to be better, so much better
You should try
Oh, I always try to untether
I'm a fetter for you
It's the skeletons in my closet
That make me feel okay
And as long as they don't come back to life
I think that it's safe to say
I am haunted by the things I let go
Controlled by the taunts of things I want no more
No more
No more
It's the skeletons in my closet
That make me feel okay
And as long as they don't come back to life
I think that it's safe to say
It's a good day