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Apr 2019
the truth crushers on emergency call
quick as a bolt, out comes the dowsers
get to it fast, erase all, put out all those confirmations
it burns and hurts our ears, put it out before we die

Quick pour the falsehood on that flaming truth
bring out the slug of delusions, pour it on fast
erase it all, don't let it live, we don't want that around
it blinds us in it's brilliant glow, we can't handle that

Phone for the Truth Crushers Brigade, do it quick
don't let it spread, **** it quick, please hurry up
don't let it spread, it will **** our inspirations and drives
don't open our eyes, we do not court realities and facts
it's too painful for us, to know  about our adequateness

We cover every truth with lies and mockery
throw them out those harbingers of what is real
I don't want to know I'm three or four and another is 9
I hate to know others do better than me, let's all just lie
put out all truths, **** the truth it makes us so sick and pale
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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