Terrible Things
If you dig under my feet
You will find things that you don't want to see
Things that I hide way down inside
A menagerie of the tragedy that I've caused and all of my flaws
And my demons, oh if you'd seen
What would you do, if you only knew?
All of the things that I've done
Terrible things, you would never believe
Things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one of all of the things that I've done
Would my face give me away?
I know it won't
'Cause I don't even feel
I just reflect what you'd expect
So you don't suspect that I could be exactly who I am
All of the things that I've done
Terrible things, you would never believe
The things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one of all of the things that I've done
I know that I'm afflicted
But who could have predicted
The monster that I've become
I keep things carefully covered
So no one will discover
That I could be the culprit
I'm sorry, I can't help it
All the things that I've done
Terrible things, you would never believe
The things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one
All the things, things that I've done
You would never believe
The things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one
Of all of the things that I've done
You will find things that you don't want to see
Things that I hide way down inside
A menagerie of the tragedy that I've caused and all of my flaws
And my demons, oh if you'd seen
What would you do, if you only knew?
All of the things that I've done
Terrible things, you would never believe
Things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one of all of the things that I've done
Would my face give me away?
I know it won't
'Cause I don't even feel
I just reflect what you'd expect
So you don't suspect that I could be exactly who I am
All of the things that I've done
Terrible things, you would never believe
The things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one of all of the things that I've done
I know that I'm afflicted
But who could have predicted
The monster that I've become
I keep things carefully covered
So no one will discover
That I could be the culprit
I'm sorry, I can't help it
All the things that I've done
Terrible things, you would never believe
The things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one
All the things, things that I've done
You would never believe
The things that I've done
Oh, how you'd run
If you knew a single one
Of all of the things that I've done
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Lee Cropper, Lewis Steinberg, Booker T. Jr. Jones, Al Jr. Jackson
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