There are things I could never tell For I may dig my own grave I'll keep 'em bottled inside until I'm no longer your slave End times and better days Without the weight on my shoulders A drought to a tidal wave Float free no friends or family So they'll never get to see What really came of me And i would be alone Without a thing but my soul In ocean of my secrets That nobody will know Forever I will keep them And I will keep them close I'll die with my secrets.