Never Too Late

I like my skeletons I don´t want them gone They are my skeletons I´ve bred their kind Ever since I was a child But if you hide your skeletons Don´t believe they´re gone They are still skeletons Don´t be afraid Look them in the eye and say It´s Never Too Late Here in my garden the flowers are dead I am a killer Dark clouds blackens my day Atomic winter I hate the summer, I welcome the fall I curse the season I was born I like my skeletons... My diagnosis, ADD I got no patience Roses wither before me Rage is my fragrance Atomic winter or silent spring I bless the curse of being me I like my skeletons...