Truth

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

To the fears

To the lies

They were here

All the time

The mouth of New York City talks

Spitting dust from streets to sidewalks

Pictures soaked in fasoline

Twisting through the steel and concrete

The smoke has leared but I ca't breathe

The new day is a prison for the souls who've lost hope

But I've been taught change comes to the ones who need it most

All the fears

All the lies

They were here

All the time