When it hits the ear so silently
You believe, you believe.
You think a secret is something kept
This crying little ear that wept.
A secret is processed into a word
Into a sentence into something absurd.
Secrets disrupt our luck
Cause havoc, cause havoc.
A secret is yours and yours alone.
It is yours to use lend or throw.
Turning into something that is hellish
Very selfish very selfish.
Breaks the very word of trust.
Is it the devil, is it lust?
The secret cascades to a memory so shrill.
Forget it quick, take one more pill, one more pill.
Luckily theres nothing we cant kill
Dead memory, one more pill, one more pill.
Why are you still there?
You cannot bare
One more pill, one more pill.
You could have spoked
Now you choke
One more pill one more pill
The black has come.
Our secret is done.
You lie now and forever still.