Texty: Cheap Thrills. Cheap Thrills. The Way Of The Truth.

Another time, another place
but there are still things that keep me here
torn apart these walls ahead
a dead end street but i won?t stop reaching forward
a drowning man will clutch at a straw
when hope is lost all you got is your trust
wrong is right as long as we stick tight!

i know there will be times, times different than these
this promise keeps burning strong until our day...
... days are gone
the game is give ? give and take ? it?s always been like this
that path i take until the end:
the way of the truth!

i see the fire in our eyes and our ways they despise
their words won?t change a thing
shame on those who judge too quick
we will never fit into their schemes
we refuse to be pushed around
a misguided crowd is what i see
follow one ? follow another ? it won?t be!

it?s a rocky and dangerous path that we walk on
sometimes upfront ? sometimes in the back
- the way of the truth -
high or low, it doesn?t matter to me
i won?t let you down
some passed like the breeze of the wind
but we won?t fucking split!