Don't bring me pain With a lie upon your lips I taste your shame When you see me comin' Up and down your street Get ready I know your secrets I know
walked back in. For even needle open my chest and insert ten pins. I just anticipate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my daydreams. The gardens
the secret I cannot fail, I rock bells On the Ho Chi Minh trail to the song of the nightingale Any artist can turn a garden to a desert But can he turn
My head is a box filled with nothing and thats the way i like it my garden's a secret compartment and thats the way i like it and thats the way i like
Those words drawn in water - Become our legacy of fantasies Burn the pictures So unexpected in this strange deserted place Once opened its secrets would
a whirl of lust to pleasure him This bland Adam, a reaper of the sun In bone dry season, for Eve was busy sucking thumbs Pricked in rosy gardens as he
welcome to my garden Dragonfly, you will make it through the day Take my hand I'd love to share with you the secrets Close your eyes Can you hear the
Alright So if you got em - light em up Open your minds Lets go to war Today's the day The time is here We take back control And conquer our fears For
way there through these corridors and through the rooftop stairway through the secret door you misunderstand me I am not a child the door to my garden I lift open
. And their diaries get found and opened. And their legs get led astray, and then they lie inside some secret place where the sun looks in the open
to me {2X} {Verse Two: Puff Daddy} Her name is Carmen, she live down in Spanish Harlem And I think I have the key to her secret garden When I seen
to get over there murder raps And then he sold his own shirt off his back for cheap exposure Seek for closure but stayed open minded Always seemed to
endangered And on the verge of breaking down. Woe woe woe woe is we. Then the garden gates swing wide, And we enter paradise. We are angels; we are good. We open
Chorus: Yo, yo it's the unspoken word You not heard, get your brains open Controlled emotions freewill as the same token Keep a sword tucked sharp inside
grow in peace Take away your false beliefs Witches' garden - mother earth I am death and I am birth The secret knowledge In dust of thoughts, from open
'm Quest'n You got bad breath, then take a Certs with Retsin Dribble dribble drabble say what, I beg your pardon Quincy ain't convinced me, got my own "Secret Gardens
we`re hunting open secrets we`re searching high and low intrepid we might be we`ll never know under a press of canvas we`re on the parting of the ways
pave roads With the slain remains of the dead Resurface the bones from these mental Chambers of this secret abyss Heaving the words that will open The