You're lying to your deep I read your irises I'm a native speaker Of nonsense Sarcasm is my food Want you join my dinner? And I refuse to answer To your censured mind Truth will out The mind is running Empty morning Truth will out Truth is horny It will arrive the seventh Truth will out You know your revelation Not another nation Truth will out Free the revelation Until arrives the seventh keen I can't believe you're still astound Waiting, blind, terrific, why? You are a native speaker Of fake You're living a hearsay life This is the time to grow up! And I refuse to answer To your acedia-life Truth will out The mind is running Empty morning Truth will out Truth is horny It will arrive the seventh Truth will out You know your revelation Not another nation Truth will out Free the revelation Truth will out The mind is running Empty morning Truth will out Truth is horny It will arrive the seventh Truth will out You know your revelation Not another nation Truth will out Free the revelation Until arrives the seventh keen