You can sail in the desert with a ship of
Here I sit, alone in a window
The rain falls down
We all have secret lives, in our secret rooms
Living in
Always let you down, always fooled around
Always stealing your own
When I was younger I thought, that to kill
or be
There’s a secret that we all share
In the darkest hours
There’s a sinister game that children play, hey hey hey
With a sense of irony everyone you see is chasing
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the
For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For
