الكلمات الأصلية
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My secrets don't fit in a box
Through some false bottom
They escape to the infinitude
You don't realize the keys are turning
Opening your mind tonight
Unchain me now
My secrets don't fit in any eye
It may seem false to you
Senses may be a cell of solitude
You're locked in your own obscurity
I am the only one
Who has the password to beyond
Perspectives, I feel them so twisted
My secrets have never existed
They are as false as those chimneys
That block the horizon
Barbed wires and funeral pyres
Vomiting opium smoke
