Lyrics:
Hidden Treasures

The more of you that I inspect The more of me I see reflect The more I try to read your lips The more the mask you're wearing rips But when I seek out

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take I'm not going to wake up today

You take a mortal man And put him in control Watch him become a god Watch peoples' heads a-roll A-roll, a-roll Just like the Pied Piper Led rats through

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing 'Til they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends 'cause

Too many problems, oh why am I here? I need to be me, 'cause you're all too clear And I can see there's something wrong with you Oh, what do you expect

"I will make a hole in your head to chain you with the rope of love". "Is this really all you have to offer ? A simple promise of suffering ?" "Desire

The more of you that i inspect The more of me i see reflect The more i try to read your lips The more the mask you're wearing rips But when i seek out

I'm not going to wake up today They've pulled my plug the picture fades And as my body decays mold begins to fill my grave The smell of death permeates

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing 'Til they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends 'cause