Secret Life

When we think about the past

We think of it through younger eyes

And when we remember today

It'll be whatever the children say

When we think of paradise

We only think of what it's like

And sell our values for a lie

Nothing left except my secret life

When we dream we paint the sky

And all we have is a slow goodbye

To hurt our loved ones when we die

To hurt our loved ones til they cry

When we talk we paint a line

Of what we'd do in another time

To come across a lot of cash

Nothing left except my secret life

Be young, be young

Don't listen to my advise

Be old, be whatever

Do whatever you like

Such an easy life

It's such an easy life

My secret life