There’s a secret I’ve been keeping.
Serenity has been displaced.    
I am having trouble sleeping,

With that damned incessant beeping     
Of deeds that cannot be erased.
There’s a secret I’ve been keeping,    

Upon my mind it’s creeping
And it cannot be effaced.
I am having trouble sleeping,

                                             And my soul is left to weeping
                                             Silent tears that go to waste.
                                             There’s a secret I’ve been keeping,

                                             And through the cracks is seeping
                                             From this heart that I’ve defaced.
                                             I am having trouble sleeping,

                                             For my mind is left to reaping
                                             All the wicked I’ve embraced.
                                             There’s a secret I’ve been keeping.
                                             I am having trouble sleeping.

 

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