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Secretive Video (MV)




Performed By: Andrew Steck
Language: English
Length: 2:58




Andrew Steck - Secretive Lyrics




I don't really care about this day
Or playing on the lawn.
That's not true, I jus don't
Feel like I want to.

I'd rather lay an album down
And watch it spin around
It's ok when I
Stay with an earful.

There's a tree I used to climb.
It changed the way I looked at things.
I could get up very high.
I don't know if the branches still hold me.

I could go beyond the clouds
It burns me eyes.

I don't want to mis out on this day
While my friends are out.
I'll try to catch up. There's still a little time left.

I found them getting lost in a game
That was winding down.
But there's still time to make up a new game anyway.

There's the tree I used to climb.
Changed the way I looked at things.
Sunset makes it hard to find.
But I know when I'm home I can hear it all in my mind.

I can't forget about those days
That went on and on.
That's not true, it's just a mixed up memory.
Or I could have made up all these things
To go with notes I wrote.
Either way, is it not so strange to be secretive?
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I don't really care about this day
Or playing on the lawn.
That's not true, I jus don't
Feel like I want to.

I'd rather lay an album down
And watch it spin around
It's ok when I
Stay with an earful.

There's a tree I used to climb.
It changed the way I looked at things.
I could get up very high.
I don't know if the branches still hold me.

I could go beyond the clouds
It burns me eyes.

I don't want to mis out on this day
While my friends are out.
I'll try to catch up. There's still a little time left.

I found them getting lost in a game
That was winding down.
But there's still time to make up a new game anyway.

There's the tree I used to climb.
Changed the way I looked at things.
Sunset makes it hard to find.
But I know when I'm home I can hear it all in my mind.

I can't forget about those days
That went on and on.
That's not true, it's just a mixed up memory.
Or I could have made up all these things
To go with notes I wrote.
Either way, is it not so strange to be secretive?
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