And the clean coming will hurt And you can never get it spotless When there's dirt beneath the dirt I heard the truth was built to bend A mechanism to suspend the guilt Is what you are requiring still You've got to dance little liar Just like those fibbs

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

Oh no no no, I can't take it Oh no no no, I won't break your heart again I don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, no, don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, the stupid truth is I'm so bad for you Hide behind my back And I can't see them One, two, three,

All these diamonds ain't nobody cold as us Literally I'm cold as fuck I need Canadian Goose I need to get a Moncler Diamonds so cold need some soup Lil Uzi you is the truth When I walk in know that I move with the racks I woke up in the morning, brush my

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

Trampled down below Holes begin to pierce the sky Light that falls the gathering of lies Deceive destroys and overgrows As all becomes In time you will know Morning sun Shines its light Blinding the truth

A man can tell a thousand lies I've learned my lesson well Hope I live to tell The secret I have learned, 'till then It will burn inside of me The truth is never far behind You kept it hidden well If I live to tell The secret I knew then

Show me your love Show me, show me your love All I can speak is the truth Anyone can see there's a fire in you Comin' at you hard If you wanna be free

Where did all the good people go, We got heaps and heaps of what we sow I've been changing channels On the TV shows They got this and that With a rattle of tat Man what you gonna do Gimme some truth Now whose side are we on

Come some more into my sight If you're dealing war, backwards stay far We're dealing with truths and rights Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my life and shit I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit It's kind of funny how life