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Skeletons
Hip-Hop/Rap
Skeletons was released on March 8, 2025 by 3440530 Records DK as a part of the album MUSIC IS THERAPY
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Release DateMarch 8, 2025
Label3440530 Records DK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tobias Smith
Tobias Smith
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tobias Smith
Tobias Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tobias Smith
Tobias Smith
Producer

Lyrics

Skeletons inside my closet, they don't fit my person
Different version, still the same **** on purpose
Demons versus serpents, who gonna win
Depends on who on the surface
Keep me in those churches, know the Lord workin
Overtime on my soul, even though I don't deserve it
Some days it's Christ, some days my light mundane
At night, some pray that I fight my urges
I'm burnin, I'm certain, I'm learnin' everyday
I snipe my evil, my evil just livin' like backwards
Damn, my back hurts, carry my burdens
And let me carry your burdens, and we gon' see who crack first
Close your eyes so you see where I'm at first
It's a dark world, it's only gettin' darker
Scared my friends gon' forget me, I'm Parker
Drownin' in guilt, all emotions I harbor
My angel needs the word, but then I starve her
Focus on that brain like Harvard
This the type of thinkin' that won't get me much farther
And I'm terrified that when I make it out, I made her pout
Never throw my towel and I play another round
Life key smashin' like a bayonetta cloud
I ain't got no money, but I take another vow
Deeper into debt, ego never slept, tell me I'm a threat
**** said I'm back, but I never left, fallin' every step
Every chance I get, Satan really crept, Jesus really wept
Who do we accept, starin' back at me, do you even know what's next
Skeletons inside my closet, they don't fit my person
Different version, still the same ****, on purpose
Demons versus serpents, who gonna win
Depends on who on the surface, keep it in those churches
Know the Lord workin, overtime on my soul
Even though I don't deserve it
Will it get any better
Death been consistent, my losses are crippling me I've been trippin' for infinities
As the Lord's as I sit and I plead, will it get any better
No man was made for a battle this wicked
I'm shackled and chained in my current dimension
I'm scared, so I started to depict, it won't get any better
But my moms, she ain't raised, no quitter
She rasies a five'10", stand up, ****
So every time I'm down, they scream, stand up, ****
I don't care you feel alone, never cared about a throne
Never limit what you on, my entire generation's
Is relyin' on the simplest statements that I'll be makin
Ha, I'm movin' R-rated, but it's all for our greatness
I move the bar, make them shoot for the stars to escape
From myself, I might use the car, I might move
Apart from the ones with my heart
I can't get attached and watch your eyes fade out
Same ones I love at times take out
Innner pain and hate, now I'm laid out
Beggin' Christ to show me my way out
I look at myself sideways now
Took the streets, I took the highway route
Just like Dad, what would he might say now
Skeletons inside my closet
They don't fit my person
Different version still the same **** on purpose
Demons versus serpents
Who gonna win depends on who on the surface
Keep me in those churches, know the Lord workin
Overtime on my soul, even though I don't deserve it
Wow
Written by: Tobias Smith
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