Been staring for a hundred hours. Run down a spiral drain. Keep mouth clamped tight, and it isn't right. Three words keep running 'round my mind, But my tongue is hard to find. I need to let it go, because I know.
Dark secrets burn their vessel.
Tearing out to grab a mouthful. Chunk of heart destroyed by quiet. Yell it out before it kills you now. Let it all out. Used to let rumors do my work.