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I heard you been creeping round 'Bout the time that sun goes down You been talking in your sleep and It's been going on for weeks and I been Solving puzzle pieces High time to come to Jesus You got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know-oh-oh How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with them, oh I was born in the morning But I wasn't born yesterday Deep into your inventory's Gonna send me to an early grave You got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know-oh-oh SongtexteHow they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with them Yeah, you got skeletons in your closet It's written all over your face Every little lie stacked so high Can't keep your story straight I don't know-oh-oh How they got there, it's getting under my skin Got skeletons in your closet And I got bones to pick with Bones to pick with Bones to pick with them, hey! Aus Songtexte Mania