Texty: The Fall Of Troy. Caught Up.

Do da da, I've said to much.
It always seems like I do.

All because, people don't learn.
They'd much rather teach the truth.

A better kept secret.
Waiting on a better day.
When everything is self destructive, I, can't explain myself anyway.

So I'll make my apologies, just as soon as you turn away.
It's as bad as bad can get...
...is any one listening?

A better kept secret.
Waiting on a better day.
When everything is self destructive, I, can't explain myself anyway.

If I could, you know I would.
Hypocrisy that's understood.
It's meaningless at best, nothings making sense.

Here right now, I put this down.
To pull you in, and hear the sound.
A living silhouette, with nothing to give back.

Caught up.
I'm caught up.
Caught up

(Thanks to Matt for these lyrics)