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Shed some light on what you know |
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Shed some light on what you know, |
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Help this growing pain in my conscience, won't you |
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Shed a little light on, shed some light on what you know. |
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There's truth and lies in what you see, |
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But I get caught on words and stuck on apologies, |
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Though you're crying your eyes out |
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A subtle sense of beauty grows. |
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But I'm still trying to find out, |
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I'm trying to find out what you know. |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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Don't tell me its a lie, |
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Don't tell me its not dead, |
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These shadows at my feet, |
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Of vultures overhead. |
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Let's go back to the start again, |
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I'll follow through and capture your heart, and then |
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We'd be living a life out trouble-free with tinted rows, |
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But I'm still trying to find out, |
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Trying to find out what you know. |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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Don't tell me its a lie, |
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Don't tell me its not dead, |
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These shadows at my feet, |
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Of vultures overhead, |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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Don't tell me its a lie, |
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Don't tell me its not dead, |
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These shadows at my feet, |
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Of vultures overhead. |
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(Back two steps to your heart, |
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Back two steps to your heart) |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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S.E.C. - S.E.C. - S.E.C.R.E.T. |
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Don't tell me its a lie, |
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Don't tell me its not dead, |
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These shadows at my feet, |
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Of vultures overhead. |
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You said to let this out, |
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You said to let this go (4x) |
