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The Truth, Invoked
the headline-grabbing
attention whore
mumbling, fumbling
idiotic lore
words become twisted
UNtruths are spoken
telling lies to ourselves
we’re functionally broken
paying expensive homage
to the status quo
it’s a badge of honor
just go with the flow
but I’ve come to cleanse
I’m hellfire, stoked
here to burn it all down
I’m the truth, invoked
firestorm or slow burn
it’s one or the other
rage against this machine
run back to your mother
fashion your own ladder
look down at the fray
it’s easy to spot ground
where our enemies play
there isn’t a “them”
it couldn’t be clearer
the answer’s right here
we need only a mirror
attention whore
mumbling, fumbling
idiotic lore
words become twisted
UNtruths are spoken
telling lies to ourselves
we’re functionally broken
paying expensive homage
to the status quo
it’s a badge of honor
just go with the flow
but I’ve come to cleanse
I’m hellfire, stoked
here to burn it all down
I’m the truth, invoked
firestorm or slow burn
it’s one or the other
rage against this machine
run back to your mother
fashion your own ladder
look down at the fray
it’s easy to spot ground
where our enemies play
there isn’t a “them”
it couldn’t be clearer
the answer’s right here
we need only a mirror
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