Imagine a world where the truth always changes The more that you listen, the more you can hear A world full of questions and no single answers Memories a minefield of dangerous tears Lcons are symbols, They haunt us through time Anger's a weapon, That seems to divide Chorus Along the road, That leads to desire, Inside our secret heart Pleasure we take Is our desire We found our secret heart (our secret heart) Boundaries of pleasure remain undecided Instinct's a power that never stands stiii Looking for answers in unknown places In the depths of our darkness, we will find our will Speakin' in a language, not found within It's a curious stranger who fools with sin Chorus x2 Illusions are something we reason inside us Secrets are something we keep close to home Oh i know that you think it's a vague supposition (ya well) yet here we are in the wild zone (wild zone) Speakin' in a language Not found within It's a curious stranger who fools with sin Chorus x3
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