The Truth Songtext
von Man Made Mountain

Bury the truth but what′s the use if I truly dug her
Stuck in ATL, season one, Donald Glover
It's hard to earn as bridges burn by the river′s edge
A wise guy swimming under fish-heavy legs
Rock bottom, smell the cooking, kiss the moon
Kiss all the girls, lick all the pearls up in the poon
It's all anti-matter measured by the metric
Weather reports, fawn naked, body's electric
Taste eclectic, truth oat, the misery
A few more bottles, now it′s more like a mystery

Po′ as a ministry, praying for epiphanies
A symphony played out, the flower has guillotines
A sad story but we headed for the category
Of deadbeats who touch the sun but miss heaven's glory
Blind at high noon, silence after school pick-ups
They do love us but don′t miss us
Every third weekend, Father's Day and Christmas
Watch as they count down every minute


Kiss on the cheek, tell a joke, door close, now it′s finished
The truth in attendance, lurking in a sentence
Choked on by another broke-ass rapper
Mining his mistakes to write the next chapter
Karma will see to it there's no life after, wife after
Might have to face fact is
Why we hate actors but master the practice
On the ones we love whose love truly matters
Is it that the truth is too hardcore?

Or maybe it′s just me it's too raw for

In the heart of a sea buried deep, so deep
A dear little somber lay fast asleep
Locked away by choice, my choice to stay dormant
It's indefinite of how we emerge from this annulment
Distance, coincidence, she don′t condone it
An earthly ways of love creation in the mornin′ mornin'
Ooh, this isn′t my cell, keep on asking who resides
Buried in my mind is politics, anxiety-fueled triggered neurotics

Obvious with my optics, control has been hypnotic
I spill a bit of a dosage, I can tell
Mis-illusion has replaced my conscience, oh how fragile was life
Figuring currencies while bodies that die
Colonized communications, we don't think alike
I say twice, I said it twice, so shall it be
Well, look how fast the world can rise
And I find that I fell, buried in hell
Where my heart feel empty and my soul feel really ill


Buried in hell, and I must admit
I could truly be weighed down with all this shit
Buried in hell

Have you once felt heaven? Man, it felt so free
Have you once felt healing? ′Cause it feel like me
And when I feel like breathing

It's coming for you
It′s running from you
It's right behind you
About to confront you
Nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to run to
No lying to the truth
Now what you gon′ do?
There ain′t nowhere to hide

The truth is on its way

There ain't nowhere to hide
One day, all of your lies
All of your lies come true
There ain′t nowhere to hide

The truth is on its way
It's on its way to you
There ain′t nowhere to hide
One day, all of your lies
All of your lies come true
There ain't nowhere to hide
The truth is on its way
It′s on its way to you right now
There ain't nowhere to hide
One day, all of your lies

All of your lies come back around