House Of Secrets Lyrics - Otep

Shh, it's okay, it's okay 

This is our, dirty, little, secret 

We're all alone in the city 

My hands are stoned with pity 

I could get by or get high with fifty, yeah 

And I, I, I, I don't feel pretty, today 

And there's a lady in a stable 

Her daddy reads her fables 

About the moon and his bride 

He's in her room every night 

And feeds upon a table 

Of silken robes, an altar of stone 

But the child is unable 

To run, run, run 

And flee his tower of babel 

So blood, blood, blood 

Slithers down her ankles 

We're all alone in the city 

My hands are stoned with pity 

I could get by or get high with fifty, yeah 

And I, I, I, I don't feel pretty, today 

Come one, come all, witness the fall 

Cry to the sky, today we break away 

Uprising, uprising, uprising 

In the house of secrets 

What happens here stays here, say nothing disappear 

What happens here stays here, say nothing disappear 

Uprising, what happens here stays here 

Uprising, say nothing disappear 

Uprising, uprising 

Locked away in the chamber of hysterics 

Here in the house of secrets 

In the house of secrets 

I will tell you of loneliness, shh