Nhạc sĩ: Tyler James, Kate York
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I wish that I didn't have to see a confidant as an enemyCounting lies and the lines you cross helplesslyI can only watchDodging words as they ricochetHonesty that'll never payYour convictions I believeLike an apparition haunting meNow the truth is a fallen chainI'm holding my conscience to the flameCovered up but still I knowThe secret of the life you're guilty ofA speaking gun is what I've foundThe dirt I have on you is a groundOh, I'm buried underTrying to tread through sinking sandWhen you're awake you know I can't standWhat I thought was meant to beIs a broken heart weighing down on meNow the truth is a fallen chainI'm holding my conscience to the flameCovered up but still I knowThe secret of the life you're guilty ofA speaking gun is what I've foundThe dirt I have on you is a groundOh, I'm buried underYeah, I'm buried underOh, I'm buried underCan you fall for the wings of a doveWhen the clever wolf is the one you love?Now the truth is a fallen chainI'm holding my conscience to the flameCovered up but still I knowThe secret of the life you're guilty ofA speaking gun is what I've foundThe dirt I have on you is a groundOh, I'm buried underOh, I'm buried underWish that I didn't have to seeA confidant as an enemy