| So afraid to admit it
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| So ashamed you could see it
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| All the scars that you can’t hide
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| Need the pain for the healing
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| I was glad it was over
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| I have an open persona
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| Just raise my head high
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| Then I strike like a cobra
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| Now I know why you’re bleeding
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| Everytime that you see me
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| I’m a face in your flashback
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| That you thought you deleted
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| Well you can’t take the hurt back
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| When you stayed through the first act
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| A new face with the same eyes
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| And I want you to know that
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| I know all your secrets
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| I know why you’re keeping
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| In the dark, lay your scape, waiting for the day
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| That you might have to meet them
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| I know all your secrets
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| Lock them up and keep them
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| And I know, you’re afraid, oh there’ll come a day
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| When you might have to meet them
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| Face your shame
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| Shame
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| Shame
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| You should stay for the feature
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| Should you pay for the feature?
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| Wanna act on the main stage
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| But you’re hiding in the bleachers
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| Strange thing about the first act
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| That it’s all gotta come back
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| I’m the man with the same eyes
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| So I hate when you fight back
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| I know all your secrets
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| I know why you’re keeping
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| In the dark, lay your scape, waiting for the day
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| That you might have to meet them
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| I know all your secrets
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| Lock them up and keep them
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| And I know, you’re afraid, oh there’ll come a day
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| When you might have to meet them
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| Face your shame
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| Shame
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| Shame
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| Shame
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| What you don’t know now
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| You might never see
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| And what you can’t see now
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| You might never believce
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| What you don’t know now
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| You might never see
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| And what you can’t see now
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| You might never believe
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| Never believe
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| I know all your secrets
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| Shame
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| Shame
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| Shame
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| Secrets
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| I know why you’re keeping
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| I know all your secrets
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| Some day you might meet them |