To get it all off your chest
You gotta save the last for last
Looking down on a window sill
Counting the life below
You got it all wrong
Sipping on that last drink
To understand the things you feel
Whether you nod or shake a hand
It says a lot about your ways
You got it all wrong
And still, I'm a mess
You got it all wrong
And still, I'm a mess
Secrets, bring us down!
The same old secrets
Pushing me away
Secrets, bring us down!
The same old secrets
Tearing me apart
Well I've tride, but I really can't take a stand
To be fair, there is no other secret here
But the one I keep
(Secrets to hide)
Secrets, bring us down!
(Secrets to hide)
The same old secrets, pushing me away
(Secrets to hide)
Secrets, bring us down!
(Secrets to hide)
The same old secrets, tearing me apart
(Secrets)
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