there's things about me no one knows
for the first time in my life i have secrets
and i'm no longer waiting for the sunrise
now i'm just waiting for the end
there's things inside me no one knows
they live and breathe but stay forever concealed
some things cannot be shared with others
some things force you to live your life alone
...different...separate...perverse...
don't think like that. we don't, so it's wrong
follow us, align yourself with our ways
when did i start thinking this way?
i am broken and i dont know why.