faint white figures paint my sleep
please don`t tell my secrets keep them hidden (you got it)
if the words that matter reach your face from the floor
will you be wondering if, or (do i need what is given or honest)
does it cost me scarring if the words stay true
even number your nephew (i don`t want it anymore)
and when the answer that you want
is in the question that you state
come what may
in a pain that buckles out your knees
could you stop this if i plead (you got it)
so destined i am to walk among the dark
a child in keeping secrets from (will they know what i`ve done in the after)
in the sought for matter when the words blame you
in a blood red summer i`ll give you (i don`t want it)
what did i do to deserve this?