Truth
(Mitch Allan, John Allan)
Blood and dust have changed all the colors in my mind
Black has made me see
But the truth has made me blind
To the fears, To the lies
They were here, All the time
In your sympathetic sunday night i don't belong
Till all the hate that lines the face of my enemy is gone
All the fears, all the lies
They were here, All the time
The mouth of New York City talks
Spitting dust from streets to sidewalks
Pictures soaked in gasoline
Twisting through the steel and concrete
The smoke has cleared but I can't breathe
The new day is a prison for the souls who've lost hope
But I've been taught change comes to the one he needs it most
All the fear, all the lies
They were here, All the time
The mouth of New York City talks
Spitting dust from streets to sidewalks
Pictures soaked in gasoline
Twisting through the steel and concrete
The smoke has cleared but I can't breathe
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