Please tell me...
A story of your own
Your lips are shut and sealed
A secret to me unknown
Cleverly concealed.
I wish I had your mind
Steal knowledge which you bear
You let me left behind
And I find it unfair.
Thoughts are running through my head
Spinning me around
You're telling lies to me instead
Searching what can't be found.
Why aren't you telling me?
Is it me that you don't trust?
Your brains are locked, they need a key
Having it is a must.
What's important that can't be told?
People know... I don't
I want this mystery unfold
But beg for it I won't.
I'll be good and I will wait
Eventually you will tell
Hurry up and don't be late
You make me go through hell.















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I need you, like a corpse needs bed springs in his coffin.
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I need you, like a corpse needs bed springs in his coffin.
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I need you, like a corpse needs bed springs in his coffin.
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