It's not about the fame or the flashing lights, cuz they don't really know me
It's not about the hype or the price of life, they'll only know about me
If they only saw at the inner core, the things that's inside me
If they only knew I was just like them, broken and lonely

They don't know my Secret Identity, Secret Identity,
They don't know my Secret Identity
Secret Identity, Secret Identity,
They don't know my Secret Identity

What if I told you I never really believed,
And my whole life I thought something was wrong with me
I'm in the Devil's grasp, can't seem to break free
I'm hurt insecure and so incomplete
Some days I just wanna give up faith
And my emotions tell me that prayers are time waste
Would you believe the man standing on the stage
Was truthfully feeling like he's under the grave
My soul's in a cage, I feel the anger and rage
The words on this page are transcendent of age
Social, or financial status
But truthfully I'm sick of this life - express through rapping
Actions speak louder than words right? Absurd
What if your actions lived out and your thoughts are the word?
Word?
Should have known from the start
Lyrical encyclicals from the Pope of my heart

It's not about the fame or the flashing lights, cuz they don't really know me
It's not about the hype or the price of life, they'll only know about me
If they only saw at the inner core, the things that's inside me
If they only knew I was just like them, broken and lonely

They don't know my Secret Identity, Secret Identity,
They don't know my Secret Identity
Secret Identity, Secret Identity,
They don't know my Secret Identity

I'm not really a Hero,
My bank account's on zero
The works I do are not my own - I'm so evil
The only thing is this costume keeps me incognito
I am who I am because of surrounding people
I am only the face of the message I've received dude
No better than you Dog, not even equal
Below the average man, my plan is gone
Cuz if it was up to me we'd all be scorn
Anger, jealousy, nothing but impatience
Is Brandon Feel-X Morel without grace kid
I get a taste of faith, each day when I pray
But I'm broken and torn - Am I really saved?
Did he really resurrect, or did they just make
It up? I'm shouting, sorta like St. Thomas
Doubting - That's what I do.
But I was born on his feast day what does that say to you?

It's not about the fame or the flashing lights, cuz they don't really know me
It's not about the hype or the price of life, they'll only know about me
If they only saw at the inner core, the things that's inside me
If they only knew I was just like them, broken and lonely

They don't know my Secret Identity, Secret Identity,
They don't know my Secret Identity
Secret Identity, Secret Identity,
They don't know my Secret Identity