Skeletons

To burn a witch and her skeletons

A "little birdie" told me something
And now the cat is out of the bag,
And the skeletons are out of the closet

Yeah, maybe if you don't want anyone
To find these skeletons you should try
Digging the dirt out of the ground

Making a big hole, big enough
So you can lye there,
With your skeletons
Not put the skeletons in the closet,

Who uses that type of logic?
When skeletons are in the closet,
You're supposed to lock the door
And throw away the key,

But I guess those instructions
You didn't really read
So when we had all found out
About those crazy twisted skeletons,
We were in disbelief,

We were thinking "wow...what else is she hiding?"
Everyone was trying to

Turn the focus on you, whatever bad things
That was going on in our lives,
We decided that your secrets were more....
Important

I mean it's not everyday
You get to see those skeletons
Up close in a glass case so everyone
Can basically judge it and laugh at it,
Be disgusted by that, see, we all had skeletons though

But we all chose to laugh at yours
And in the middle of me laughing and pointing,
Me making jokes, I kind of felt something
Wash over me, was it guilt? Did I feel bad?

I mean, i'm not a bad person...right?
It's just that, I began to think,
You know, about how I have skeletons too,

How I tried throwing lighter fluid on it,
I tried to burn it, I threw gasoline and made sure
That those flames rose high
As if it was a forest fire

I buried those skeletons
So deep into the ground,
When you go across the world
You can see a coffin sticking out

I broke those skeletons in half
And beat them on drums
Like they were drumsticks,
I know im an idiot okay

I tried everything to get rid of them,
But he keeps popping up,
At the most random times
Haunting me, making me suffer

Letting me know
That I am just as guilty
And that I should not want anyone
To have pity for me
Because honestly i'm just as terrible

I tried to bribe my skeletons,
Paying them, I tried to tell them

"You are in the past, and I am not going back!"
I tried to have a happy life
I tried to have friends and say

"Hey, people finally care about you."

"I guess they do huh? I guess I could be happy, I can be alright..."

And that's when the skeletons come out
I hear that crunching sound come about
They start to choke me,
So my face had turned red,

They choked me, and I almost died,
I usually fight it a couple times,
But this time, I almost died
This time I didn't even want to try,
Because I deserved it,

Put me on a cross then yell

"Let's burn it!"

Put me on that cross, then light up that match,
Because my skeletons, are my magic,
Potions that could destroy
Any type of joy that I may have

So light it up and scream it,
Scream it like you believe it,

"Burn the witch! Burn the witch and let the heat pay for her sins! Let the flames rain and then we shall cheer when she's dead, come on, let's burn the witch!"

See I tried turning my skeletons into friends,
Laughing with my skeletons,
Thought about the great memories,
Who cares if I hurt anyone else,

I felt great! See my skeletons touched me
And I felt a sense of hate,
But see maybe that felt great,

My soul turning black and my skeletons,
Yelled to me "There is no turning back!"
I was a skeleton, people asked me,
Why did they see me
Always dressed in black,

They asked me why i acted like a witch
And I just said that i am a skeleton,
Making love potions, making boys
Feel emotions, right in the palms of my hands
Like a witch

Yeah my conscious tried to convince me to go back
But I turned around and yelled, "There is no turning back!"
I was a skeleton up until
I had started to grow flesh,

Starting to realize the ghost I once was
Who had became obsessed,
Was starting to get upset

And as the skin I developed
Wouldn't come to rest,
The witch I once was, was staring to leave
In distress

So now here I am,
A human, with feelings,
A human with a conscious and feels guilty,
A human who knows right from wrong
And knows her mistakes

So what do you do when you go to school?
And another witch is being lynched,
You see their skeletons clapping, laughing,
Because they knew that person
Had it coming

Potions being spilled,
Emotions aren't that big of a deal,
A twisted kiss of faith, is all that it really takes
Just one whisper, unlocks a closet,
Just one hacker, is another locksmith

Unlocking secrets because that goblin
Wants them to get a taste of their own medicine,
So you crumble in fear,

You duck for cover,
Because you knew, that you were just
Another witch, and soon, you will be lynched

You cover up your ears,
So you don't hear them say,
"let us burn the witch!"

So you decided to go home,
Have some time to yourself, see,
You need to worry about your mental health,

You decided to try to make yourself feel better,
This is your recovery, eating cookies n' cream ice cream
And looking at random memes

You decided to sing, at the top of your lungs,
You decided that you were gonna have fun,
And you did

So the next day, you go to school,
People stand back and whisper,
They look you up and down, like youre
Some kind of killer,

They give you mean Dirty glares,
Walk up to you and say
"Did you really do that?"

You walk faster, trying to get away,
When suddenly, you feel a big wave
Of judgement and stares,
You tell yourself, if they know, who cares!

They don't even know the whole story,
You keep making up excuses for your mistakes,
Then you hear someone yell,
"Burn her at stake!"

You hear them yell,
"Burn the witch!" you hear them yell,
"Let her be lynched!"

You hear them yell, while you feel the pelts
Of broken wood, ripping your belt,
Stones being thrown,
And you start to cry, but the tears
That come out, begin to burn your eyes!

"This is karma! Let justice be served!"

I know that it is, I just thought
That I could learn from my mistakes,
I didn't want to get a taste of blood,

I don't even know who I become
Is this even murder? Or is this suicide?
Because when I stood there,
Nails pinned in my back,
I cried and then I yelled

"Just burn me alive! Just burn the match, I know i've done damage... and its time I taste some matchsticks."

And just like that,
Lesson learned, I heard the flames talk
As I was being burned

They smiled at me, and whispered,
As my flesh was being returned to god
In the forms of ash, and they said...

"We love to burn the witch."