Secrets
I've got a secret, I've got one too
Tell me your secret and I'll tell my secret to you (I will tell you)
Unload your burden, relinquish your lie
I'm ashamed, you are safe now
My day of judgment has arrived
Rise up, stand tall
For the keeper of secrets will fall
While the truth teller quenches his thirst – at the fountain of justice!
You go first. No after you.
Rock paper scissors? (oh that's funny isn't it, look at that! Sorry. It's paper or
nothing! That was unfair. I apologize.)
Well please I insist after all how can I be so sure
That the secret I'm hiding is worth me confiding in you
In comparison to, your secret
Which might be as boring as bat shit
My standard of secrets are second to none
There are nazi's who would not believe what I've done
My secrets are massive, I bet I've got more
I'm a secret machine I'm a secrecy whore!
I ate your lasagna, I steal from the chemist
I've never seen star wars, I text while I'm driving
I don't flush at parties, I dabble in arsine
I love polystyrene I voted for Howard
I leave without paying I j-walk I litter
I don't wear a helmet I wear womens shoes
I slept with your grandma
I slept with my grandmother too
but these are mere samples, common examples of everyday
Things that we keep locked away
and deeper within, there's a bag in the bin
of my soul, a secret that's too big to say
rise up stand tall for the keeper of secrets will fall
I cry watching oprah I pose nude for playboy
I trained with the Taliban I can't drive a manual car
I slap ugly children I break wind on airplanes
I organize cockfights I piss in the spa
I rarely use condoms I throw rocks at traffic
I spread salmonella
I told my accountant I'm semi retired
I pay cash in hand coz my visas expired
and secrets are like margarine,
they're easy to spread but harder to clean
off your pants and once that stain is seen
everyone knows I've been stickin my dick in the fridge!
What? Nothing. Secrets!
Tell me your secret and I'll tell my secret to you (I will tell you)
Unload your burden, relinquish your lie
I'm ashamed, you are safe now
My day of judgment has arrived
Rise up, stand tall
For the keeper of secrets will fall
While the truth teller quenches his thirst – at the fountain of justice!
You go first. No after you.
Rock paper scissors? (oh that's funny isn't it, look at that! Sorry. It's paper or
nothing! That was unfair. I apologize.)
Well please I insist after all how can I be so sure
That the secret I'm hiding is worth me confiding in you
In comparison to, your secret
Which might be as boring as bat shit
My standard of secrets are second to none
There are nazi's who would not believe what I've done
My secrets are massive, I bet I've got more
I'm a secret machine I'm a secrecy whore!
I ate your lasagna, I steal from the chemist
I've never seen star wars, I text while I'm driving
I don't flush at parties, I dabble in arsine
I love polystyrene I voted for Howard
I leave without paying I j-walk I litter
I don't wear a helmet I wear womens shoes
I slept with your grandma
I slept with my grandmother too
but these are mere samples, common examples of everyday
Things that we keep locked away
and deeper within, there's a bag in the bin
of my soul, a secret that's too big to say
rise up stand tall for the keeper of secrets will fall
I cry watching oprah I pose nude for playboy
I trained with the Taliban I can't drive a manual car
I slap ugly children I break wind on airplanes
I organize cockfights I piss in the spa
I rarely use condoms I throw rocks at traffic
I spread salmonella
I told my accountant I'm semi retired
I pay cash in hand coz my visas expired
and secrets are like margarine,
they're easy to spread but harder to clean
off your pants and once that stain is seen
everyone knows I've been stickin my dick in the fridge!
What? Nothing. Secrets!
Credits
Writer(s): Johan Hans Wetterberg, Drew C. Lawrence, Josh Monroy, Albert Stanaj, Carlos Luis Cid
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