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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