it holds all of your secrets and all of your thoughts
half drafts of love letters and lists of old haunts
there’s a virtual world around every bend
just press any key to enter one of them
skeletons in your inbox
people know what they’re winning before it gets won
you’ve been you-tubed and googled and cooked ‘til you’re done
from your space book page you’re downloading friends
someone’s gone through your clothes while you’re standing in them
you gotta rattle the bones just to hear what’s been sent
you gotta pay off the drones just to see what’s been spent
skeletons in your inbox
delete all your dirty thoughts
the closet holds the clothes you bought
skeletons in your inbox
privacy it’s a modern myth
piracy better get used to it
skeletons in your inbox
delete all your dirty thoughts
the closet holds the clothes you bought
skeletons in your inbox
a little bit of truth seems to go a long way
but everything can be fluked everything can be faked
someone reads between the lines in an underground world
sifting through the lives of each boy and each girl
shake the meat off the clones make sure the messenger is stripped
this murder of prose is a smokescreen trick
skeletons in your inbox
delete all your dirty thoughts
the closet holds the clothes you bought
skeletons in your inbox
delete all your dirty thoughts
skeletons in your inbox
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024