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Under the rug
Are the debris of your reality
And it's not even the shadow
Of what you tried to pretend

Under the rug
Are the secrets that no one will know
Because if you mention them
They may never see you the same, no

Everything looks good, seems good, looks very good
It all seems perfect
The whole profile, every faction, every illustration
At least they look good, yes

Like a luxurious, impressive and elegant house
That captures attention by appearance
Thinking about novelties would be irrelevant
Because everything looks in order, there's not a contaminant

Or aggravating, and everyone who enters, is surprised
How order predominates, at least it's understood
That nothing worries you, everything is under control
That in your life there are no storms, that you live looking at the Sun

Your smile is forced, but no one knows anything
You live in a paradise, your life is a fairy tale
And everyone who arrives, is amazed by appearance
But no one knows what you hide

Under the rug
Are the debris of your reality
And it's not even the shadow
Of what you tried to pretend

Under the rug
Are the secrets that no one will know
Because if you mention them
They may never see you the same, no

You may hide
The secrets of a bitter marriage
But you keep quiet because it's worth more to keep the testimony

There may be moments of pain hidden there
But with your makeup, you gave it another color

You may hide your sexuality there
But out of fear of contempt, you pretend the whole truth

You may keep the moment and the hour there
When you authorized not to become a parent

Why do you keep quiet for fear that they draw a line
Because of people who say they never fail?
They are wrong with that religious thinking
If they say they haven't failed God, they make Him a liar

Raw truth just so you have no doubt
No one is perfect here, don't be silent, seek help
And don't drown pretending and keeping silent
The truth will set you free from what's killing you

Under the rug
Are the debris of your reality
And it's not even the shadow
Of what you tried to pretend

Under the rug
Are the secrets that no one will know
Because if you mention them
They may never see you the same, no

Living drowned in silence
With a camouflage of happiness
Is like having a time bomb
Full of resentments and calamity

Don't be silent anymore
Don't pretend anymore, no
Run to the arms of the one who loves you
Unconditionally
And stop hiding
Things under the rug