I've got a secret, it's on the tip of my tongue, it's on the back of my lungs, and I've got to keep it, I know something u don't know. OH!
It sits in silence
Eats away at me
It feeds like cancer
This guilt could fill a fucking sea
Pulling teeth, wolves at my door
Now falling and failing is all I know
This disease is getting worse
I counted my blessings, now I'll count this curse
The only thing I realy know... I can't sleep at night
I am buried and breathing in regret YEAAAA!
The only thing I realy know... I can't sleep at night
I am buried and breathing in regret
I've got a secret, it's on the tip of my tongue, it's on the back of my lungs, and I've got to keep it, I know something u don't know.
I've got a secret, it's on the tip of my tongue, it's on the back of my lungs, and I've got to keep it, I know something u don't know.
I may look happy, but honestly dear
The only way I'll realy smile, is if you cut me ear to ear
I see the vultures, they watch me bleed
They lick their lips, as all the shame spills out of me
Repent Repent! the end is nigh,
Repent Repent! were all going to die
Repent Repent! These secrets will kill us
So get on your knee's and pray for...
Repent Repent! the end is nigh,
Repent Repent! were all going to die
Repent Repent! These secrets will kill us
So get on your knee's
And pray for forgiveness
We all carry these things
Inside that no one else can see
They hold us down like anchors
They drown us out at sea
I look up to the sky
There may be nothing there to see
But if I don't believe in him
Why would he believe in me?
Why would he believe in me?
Why would he believe in me?
Why would he believe in me?
Why would he believe in me?
I've got a secret, it's on the tip of my tongue, it's on the back of my lungs, and I've got to keep it, I know something u don't know.
I've got a secret, it's on the tip of my tongue, it's on the back of my lungs, and I've got to keep it,
I know something you will never know
You will never know
I know something you don't know
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