I have a creative mind
And in this mind of mine
Something is hidden inside
A thing that is never nice.
I want to forget
But it can't be forgotten
It's in my mind
Breaking away.
I wish someone can help me
But I'm afraid to tell
It can damage my life
And break me silently.
I bet you know
But you don't know
That I knew and still know
The thing that runs the world.
