Reclusion

There's someone inside me That softly kills everyone around They don't know they're dead to me cause Intent never makes a sound All along they've found I've strangled Lovers who've learned from slower hands In these eleven minutes I could teach you what I am You're sick Sick as all the Secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are So very hard to hide You're sick Sick as all the Secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are So very hard to hide There's an art in seclusion Production in repression If a stranger turns up missing This song is my confession Tell the tales of the trail of dead Lovers learned from slower hands Losing self in myself And my demons make demands You're sick Sick as all the Secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are So very hard to hide You're sick Sick as all the Secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are So very hard to hide You're suffocating me So very hard to breathe My mask is growing heavy But I've forgotten who's beneath You're sick Sick as all the Secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are So very hard to hide You're sick Sick as all the Secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are So very hard to hide