Twiztid - The Truth Will Set You Free lyrics

They'll probably tell you he's
A drunken asshole
And then say it with such conviction
You'll believe them and I know
I sit and listen to all the little drama
All the who's baby mama, who's
Addicted to blah, blah, blah
Who gives a fuck it's probably all a big lie
A way to get the people talking
And walking to get in line
A way to keep the name
Going but sometimes it backfires
And then everybody but you is
Nothing more than a liar
You hire lawyers and I watch and
Read about it for weeks
While the media transforms and digs deep
And you believe the media so much
That your opinion is now a fact
Regardless of what they told us
The jury's back and everybody's on
The edge of their seat
They read the verdict and it says not guilty
And you expect that we believe
In what you say
When everything that you been saying is
Nothing more than a fake

The truth will set you free
It's all false to me
Things ain't always what they seem to be
The truth will set you free
Take a look around, look on they face
They as confused as me

We smoke light green when we meditating
Newports when conversating
Asian carpet woce so well
It keep us levitating
Like Aladdin but we're stealing
Souls like a reaper
Look into my eyeball ring we both see you
Dilated and intergrated mixed
With the madness
All traps and no cheese creates sadness
And if this is life, am I living in a maze
Feeling like Jimmy Hendrix always
Seeing purple haze
But what a beautiful color
For such a delusion
Government trying to clone suckas
With cell fusion now tell me what is that
Stealing individuality
Beefing up the army all
Brawn with no mentality
Can you see through the face like cellophane
We're the voice in the back
Of your brain tucked away
But your sanity is such a lie
Don't believe me mother fucker
Open up your eyes see what's going on


You need to check your
Surroundings it's so commercialized
Got to have the name brand
Shit to enhance your shine, is it
Civilized seems more human than human
Seeing the mutant alive
Breathing inside the music
And the truth is only what
They want you to know
Because they know too much
Would break control
And cause an overload in your
Perfect humdrum so predictable
Reality of life where everything is fictional

Organized like La Costa Nostra
Bring the truth like Carl the Tooth
It's game over slang yola weed and that boy
Liked to worship satan
The dark arts were like toys
Ouija boards and all kinds of little demons
Being sent into this world
From my poisonous semen
If you believe in anything you
Heard I just said
Then before the song is over
Everybody will be dead