Austin Knoll & REMNANT SONICS - HIDDEN TRUTH

Yeah, okay, okay, yeah See, the truth must be unveiled
See the truth for yourself Cosplaying as heroes
Knowing we villains from hell If you honest and willing
You probably know it as well I know I created the death
That I can't pay, need a bill You failed the last time you did it, man
Does that ring a bell? We too busy out here
Playing house with Lil' Jezebel We full of it, Bob Saget
all madness, it's all addicts, dead bodies all casket, all sadist dog
I can't lie to myself no more Got hurt, got pain, got a damaged soul
Got dirt, got shame, gotta pay them all Then I can't say I'm sane no more
I wanna be better, I gotta be better I don't even know what to say no more
Remember that's the point, don't say no more can't even say don't pray no more
Truth, truth, gotta quiet myself, Putting trust in my own thoughts
I ain't never good for my health But for real though, cos I ain't no thoughts
And I know my heart is a mess And I can't really lose
If I try to put this truth to the test
My family's peeping that I'm irritated They say they grown and they've been changed
And they've been liberated But for me, my self-worth in me has been
deflated Not one time that grace that want has been
illustrated That Jezebel, man, be having me exhilarated
Gassing up all my insecurities like I've been the greatest
That change has not been demonstrated That change has not been demonstrated
Another season of seeming demons Want you to reason and giving reasons
Why they hurting you but not solutions I'm breaking down, my heart's polluted
Those Christian needs that they speaking So watered down and it's so diluted
Now I'm feeling stupid Now I'm looking dumb
Now I'm looking clueless, I knew it Because what we saying, doing
Gotta be congruent The influence that we got
Really can't be making movements
Man, I don't get it
They still say that boy can't make it You gotta twisted
If you think I'm talking about being famous It ain't what my aim is
The aim is let you know who my king is And like, dang boy, be quiet
Stop talking that lame ass We wanna see how you be cooking up
Wait in your basement See this thing is messed up
I'm trying to give it a facelift Trying to take him to the sun
Without a fireproof spaceship But they love the dark
They be on that Bruce Wayne cave to Kimba Lee that we made it this serious
My graduation went from the lowest of places To the highest of placement
Sinking in sand, but now I stand on the rock of ages
I'm clinging to the word, man, your boy is so tenacious
The challenge comes chasing And I ain't scared to face it
Face off, John Travolta I'm Nicolas Cage'n
Easy to get depraved if you ain't flipping through no paper
But the only papers that I toss is bills and applications, damn

Written by:
Aaron Dews, Austin Knoll, Carlton Batts, Jeff Prince

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