Endless words and broken voices
Swirling empty pages
Hoping to hitch a ride  
on broken ears and eyes
Desperate hollow realizations
And false emancipations
All written on display in public diary
Don't don't you ever keep  
anything inside
Don't don't you ever think
That some things are better to hide
Electric syllables of silence
Of passion and of violence
All pangs of vacuum corridors  
beneath your golden skin
And I I can hear you crying
But I can't discern from lying
A thousand ears can make  
a whisper disappear
Don't don't you ever
keep anything inside
Don't don't you ever think
That some things are  
better off disguised
Don't don't you ever
keep anything inside
Don't don't you ever think
That some things
are better off denied