There's someone inside me that softly kills everyone around. They don't know they're dead to me cause intent never makes a sound. All along they found I strangled lovers who've learned from slower hands. With these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am. You're sick sick as all the. Secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide. You're sick sick as all the. Secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide. There's an art in seclusion. Production in depression. if a stranger turns up missing this song is my confession. Tell the tales of the trail of dead lovers learn from slower hands. Losing self in myself inner demons make demands. You're sick sick as all the. Secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide. You're sick sick as all the. Secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide. You're suffocating me so very hard to breathe. My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath. You're sick sick as all the. Secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide. You're sick sick as all the. Secrets that you deny. Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide