In my life, I've seen some good ones
In my time, I've been around
I know things; you'd never believe me
Like the bodies hidden under the ground

In your eyes so filled with hatred
In your words the message is sent
I can see in your face you don't like me
but I alone have been where you went


    Some say there are no secrets to tell
    Some say there is a place called hell

I saw where you were last weekend
I knew all along what it was that you did
You can try if you like to forget it all happened
Won't do you much good when they remove the lid


I know where the bodies are buried
A Denial
copyright 2003 Chris Nelson (BMI)
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