HIDDEN STORIES
MC CLUNG, STAHL
The sun is on the rise, must open my eyes
Glance at the clock, pulling myself up
I feel heavy as a bag of stones
At the same time weak as a pile of bones
All these faces
All these lies
Hidden stories behind these smiles
Not to reveal their silent cries (x2)
What's on today, what's on the tray?
I look in the mirror but who is it I see?
A pale face with tired eyes
Another expression to disguise
The sun is on the rise, must open my eyes
'Cause here comes another day,
And I've got my part to play
All these faces
All these lies
Hidden stories behind these smiles
Not to reveal their silent cries (x2)