Beware, Beware - Gatsbys American Dream

Beware, beware out of their closets

The skeletons are coming

Come down with me where the woods meet the water

Lets get away from your dirty little secrets

Notice the silence as we submerge in water by moonlight

Stay down stay under don’t come up

A little bit longer, a little bit longer now

Don’t hold your breath

Your face is bloating and quicly becoming perfect

Your skeletons aren’t much of a problem now