Silverstein - Sick As Your Secrets

You`re only sick as your secrets
How many times did you disappear
You`re only good as your word
How much longer can I believe
I`ve buried bodies myself
A hundred graves a hundred ghosts
I see myself in you
How much longer
How much longer can I believe
You paint a picture
in my head of where I`ve been
You write the scripture
I hang on every word you say
As sick as thieves As sick as thieves
we huddle in you call the plays
How sick are we How sick are we
How sick are we now
How can I believe

Silverstein - Sick As Your Secrets

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