Secrets - Puracane

When did I get so immoral

No one more

And no one less

It was all in our minds

And you saw right through me

It was all in a time more innocent

Your secrets, you need them

You’ve learned to hide so well

No comforting confessions

Left to tell

Hands untied

You’re free to follow

All these spies

I’m glad I’m dead

It was always a crime

That you never knew me

It was all in a time more innocent

Your secrets, you need them

You’ve learned to hide so well

No comforting confessions

Left to tell

Your secrets, you need them

You’ve learned to hide so well

No comforting confessions

Left to tell

It was all a time more innocent

It was always a crime more innocent

Your secrets, your secrets