I want a share in your ecstasy I want a piece of your sanctity But will I ever really be free? I'd have to open my closet door The skeletons fall to the floor There's things in there you don't want to see Take a little line from the underworld Read a little tale from the crypt Take a little breather from hunting pearls Every day will soon make you sick I want to photobomb your curtain call I want hack your crystal ball But some things I just don't want to see And so you scream that you deplore Oh whatever you do, please do not open that door There's things in there you don't want to see Take a little line from the underworld Read a little tale from the crypt Take a little breather from hunting pearls Every day will soon make you sick Take a little line from the underworld Read a little tale from the crypt Take a little breather from hunting pearls Every day will soon make you sick I'd have to open my closet door The skeletons fall to the floor Yeah there's things in there you don't want to see Let the skeletons free