Naked

Shut the fuck up!
Tell me, what are you gonna do and listen to what I’m tellin' you
The man I wanna let you see, is really not me
Nothing you know
About my heart
About my soul
About my fear about my rage
About my dreams
About my pain
Don’t think my soul is naked!
You know my face from magazines
Know me from stage or from TV
But you can guess that all you see, is really not me
You will never recognize the truth
I’m gonna hide the secret of my life
No matter, what you ever try
I’ll save my mind
You better not think so!
Charade!
You better not think so!
Shut the fuck up!
You should not think my soul is naked. Don’t think my soul is naked!
Shut the fuck up!