Skeletons A.D.
Unveiling Shadows: Skeletons A.D. by Wednesday 13
Lyrics
They come and talk to me when I am all alone
People approach the speaker when they are alone.
They always remind me of
They consistently bring up the speaker's past mistakes.
All the things that I've done wrong
The speaker reflects on the wrongdoings they have committed.
It's scary, disturbing
The situation is frightening and unsettling.
But somehow I'm not sorry
Despite the unsettling nature, the speaker does not feel remorse.
They only thing that's even real
The only real thing is the absence of genuine emotions.
Is the feeling that I don't feel
The speaker acknowledges the numbness or lack of feelings.
It's all the same, but they're so different
Despite similarities, there are differences among the situations.
Bury the evidence, of my darkest secrets
Attempting to hide the proof of the speaker's darkest secrets.
I hear them, they're calling
The speaker hears the voices, possibly alluding to guilt or conscience.
The skeletons in my closet
The speaker acknowledges the presence of skeletons in their past.
It's taking parts of me, into the unknown
Parts of the speaker are being taken into the unknown, possibly by guilt.
It's like a void inside of me
An emptiness exists within the speaker.
That goes on and on and on
This emptiness seems endless.
It's scary, disturbing
The situation is still unsettling, but the speaker remains unapologetic.
But somehow I'm not sorry
There is a lack of remorse despite the disturbing nature of the situation.
They only thing that's even real
The absence of genuine feelings is reiterated.
Is the feeling that I don't feel
The speaker is conscious of their emotional numbness.
It's all the same, but they're so different
Despite similarities, there are distinctions in various situations.
Bury the evidence, of my darkest secrets
Trying to conceal the evidence related to the speaker's darkest secrets.
I hear them, they're calling
The voices of the past continue to haunt the speaker.
The skeletons in my closet
Reference to the skeletons in the speaker's past that are still present.
Now I just can't pretend to forget
The speaker can't pretend to forget the haunting voices in their head.
These voices in my head
Voices in the speaker's head persist, creating internal turmoil.
And they just won't stop screaming
The continuous screams in the speaker's head are unrelenting.
It's all the same, but they're so different
Despite similarities, there are distinctions in various situations.
Bury the evidence, of my darkest secrets
Continuing efforts to hide any proof related to the speaker's darkest secrets.
I hear them, they're calling
The voices from the past continue to call out to the speaker.
The skeletons in my closet
Reiteration of the haunting presence of skeletons in the speaker's past.
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