I refuse to shroud my past

These walls in here allow no rest
Tomorrow morning I'll be dead
This town will burn before the sun
Will drown in the ocean

Nothing will ever be the same again

Yes  you can put me to the test

Or  you can cut my tongue at last
Ideas are wandering through my head
What if all that I never said
Were true

And  if everything
That was happening were due

Were true

And  if all these things
That were happening were really due