Belly of the Beast

They went digging underground in a foreign land And dusting off the cash with a careful hand And finally making sense of things That we never knew to understand Hmm, buried in the ages, lost in time The history out of sight and out of mind As legend grew like gossip, the truth would be But no one dared to find And the truth is often hidden underneath Like a prophet in the belly of the beast And like anything that's worth it takes some time And a little bravery I'm sitting on a couch in therapy I'm still talking about my fucked-up family And terrified to take a look inside Afraid what I might see I'm so tired of pretending I'm okay Building playgrounds over graveyards for display 'Cause there's freedom when we take off the disguise And just look it in the face And the truth is often hidden underneath Like a prophet in the belly of the beast And like anything that's worth it takes some time And a little bravery Yeah, the truth is often hidden underneath Like a prophet in the belly of the beast And like anything that's worth it takes some time And a little bravery And like anything that's worth it takes some time And a little bravery