Ssshh. Don’t let anyone hear you. Don’t tell anyone about it. It’ll be our little secret
My friends can’t know. Turned into they know we are fucking not that we are together. I’m just not ready yet. Can it be our little secret?
Keep it to yourself Don’t tell anyone what’s wrong Hide the pain and tears Keep it your little secret
Sssshhh. Don’t let anyone hear you Don’t tell anyone about it Sink further and further into the black The most calm I’ve ever felt Eyes slowly close Crimson runs out of my veins It’s going to be my little secret
One time above a little shop, An old greengrocer climbed on top, Despite himself he could not stop, The world had changed forever. The fruit of that old grocers loins, Became obsessed with notes and coins, She knew the club
The world is a race If you want to succeed, pick up your pace Keep running, focus, put in extra hours, fly solo But doesn’t this make you feel empty and hollow? Be yourself, be silly, be alive, spread joy
Look into their eyes. Eager, wanting to know. Wanting to know what they got themselves into. Fresh faces, years before the first wrinkle. Blank slates hanging on our every word. Each time, a clean slate pregnant with potential. Each time,
With the essence of elegance, And with the timelessness of beautified brilliance, My mind knows there’s not a word in existence, That could ever explain or express, What my eyes see in this moment that’s left my world in a