Lyrics Henry Bowers - Secret

Secret Lyrics – Henry Bowers

Singer: Henry Bowers
Title: Secret

First, there was my birth, then chaos came quickly
I tried to keep from going nuts but growing up was tricky
When home seemed to be where the delirious roamed
Trying to hint them ’bout my secrets’ like talking to a stone

And that’s no way to treat your children
It will either kill them or isolate them from the world as if their name was Peter Stillman
But well, anyhow, that’s me in a nutshell
After all, I stuck around, since then I’ve had my ups and downs

Both embraced and plucked around
Picked up and smacked right on the ground
Reminiscing on the times that I’m not missing
I’ve written so many rhymes about you, wise one

What’s the point of denying the truth?
You’re no longer my butterfly, you’re but a fly in my soup
A naked memory of my dying old youth
Spreading through my thoughts and it’s burning like hell

Maybe I should try to come to terms with myself
Well, it’s time to begin, I’ve got a list now of my sins
Tattooed all over my body on the inside of my skin
A pain I can’t explain except that in time it’ll win

Am I dead or just asleep? There’s but a thin line in-between
Now, I’m about to leave, you see
I encountered evil and looked straight into its deadlights just to see what it felt like
It didn’t kill me but sho’ it made me tipsy

I’ve got a dark secret and you dared me to show it
I take credit for these songs but I’m barely a poet
I’m but a messenger as far as I can tell
These songs seem to write themselves

I am but a vessel for the message in any situation
Where words run the track like a train in search of a station
I stay cryptic enough for open interpretation
Still plain enough to convey narrow-scoped information

It’s just a part of my mysterious charm
Where the wide range {?} between delirious and calm
Is fairly long gone but I’m serious mom
{?} had come to any serious harm (Meanwhile)

Conspiracy bombs drop at an exponential rate
Bend over once again for the eye in the sky
Annihilatin’ those who won’t try to comply
We die and deny without scanning the bigger picture

I throw my words in the batch to add to a thicker mixture
Packing a mean elixir helping me to self-contain
Independent thought, but who’s independent, mane?
We’re all products of what’s around us {?}

Plenty of free thinkers resort to be drinkers once they figure out
Not many can win a bigger bout without compromise
And so resort to the TV, couch, receiving strong enticing
Of new products ready to flood every country

State, burrow, and hood, recurrence, reoccurring, regenerate
Currency access for minorities, the {?}
Shame in Henry projectile but no cuts to success
I’ve got a dark secret and you dared me to show it

I take credit for these songs but I’m barely a poet
I’m but a messenger as far as I can tell
These songs seem to write themselves
I’ve got a dark secret and you dared me to show it

I take credit for these songs but I’m barely a poet
I’m but a messenger as far as I can tell
These songs seem to write themselves
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