You take the pills to numb your mind.
Tell the truth, do they make you feel fine?
The drugs in your system could kill you.
Tell the truth, is that what you wish to do?
The lies in your mouth would make a deaf man cringe.
Tell the truth, does your mind have a loose hinge?
The fear in your eyes tells the story of your past.
Tell the truth, Is the fear made to last?
The guilt in your body makes it impossible to believe.
Tell the truth, do you wish everyone to leave?
You think your through, gun on table.
Tell the truth, do you think your able?