Some stories are ment to be told
Ment to unfold
Some secrets are ment to be known
Ment to roam
...
But close your ears
I don't want you to hear
Somethings are better left unsaid
Better left unread
...
Tell me, do you know who I am?
Do you understand?
I'll tell you everything you wish to know
So you can grow
I'll tell you anything you please
The secrets won't cease
Until all has been spoken
And your eyes are finally open
Everything that is locked up
Is about to erupt
Your head will start to fill
With everything I spill
And then you'll finally realize
Everything behind my disguise
Isn't truth, but a lie
Can you see it in my eye?
Boom! Did you hear that?
Did you hear the crack?
Now watch, here I go, I'm about to erupt
I give up
The secrets spill on the ground
Never ending sound
Spills from my lips
Exploding at the tips
Listen carefully, for I'm letting you know
Everything, I never let show
...
Because some stories are meant to be told
Ment to unfold
Some secrets are meant to be known
Meant to roam
...
But my secret isn't one of them, you'll never hear
Because closed my dear, are your ears
But it's okay, ,because some things are better left unsaid
Some things are better left unread