Songs 9 - 12 are up.
Previously on Dark Secret:
I've always wanted to run my own newspaper. To be the one in the lead might hide my fear that indeed, I'm so fucking guilty.
Looks like it could have been murder and maybe a suicide. Please don't print the name of the boy until we know if he did it for sure.
You know I can't promise you that this is news!
Got to hurry on back to the office now, to make the Weekly News. But I can't shake the feeling that I've seen that act before....I'm feeling kind of sick.
I'm a fat man behind the wheel of an automobile--taxicab.
Can we stop by the newspaper office?
Who's that lady with a camera in her hand? She looks like a nightmare I've had since I was a kid about the girl who left me behind that awful day in the woods.
Daddy died and they blamed me... You were camping with your family near the cabin where my dad and me went fishing in the summer time. We were nine and became best friends. On the last night of your vacation I got up early to fish the light and when I got back my dad was dead and you were gone, your family gone, everyone gone.
The boy didn't do it! I told you not to print he name and you did it anyway; now he's hurt for his life and you don't give a damn!
Hey it's not my problem. What law did I break? All I do is print the news.