In the depths of curiosity, a darkness lies in wait
A desire to uncover, what's not meant to participate
In the lives of others, where shadows dance and play
A nosy heart intrudes, and steals the light of day

With each probing question, a piece of soul is sold
To the whispers of gossip, where truth grows old
The lines of privacy blur, like a fading light
As the seeker of secrets, becomes the source of night

But what lies behind the...