I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kind of boring
Need something that I can confess
Till all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no, I've been on the
Brink, so
Tell me what you want to hear
Something that'll like those ears
Sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna giva all my secrets away
This time
Dont need another perfect lie
Dont care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem