Verse 1

Cardboard cut out of a conscience,

Always armed with faux wise old lines,

You play the part of a Prophet,

But your heart's spiked only with hate,

Towards me and all I stand for.

Newsflash, I don't care anymore!

Chorus

Keep on saying it to yourself enough times,

Some day you might just start to believe it.

(But it still cannot be the truth.)

And lies can only bury a sinful crime,

In a hollow heart measuring six feet.

(But it still cannot kill the truth.)

Verse 2

Justify with philosophy,

All the cruel things you've done to me.

They might worship your truth less speech,

But can you scratch away your itch?

Lying to one self, that's so you,

How long can you deny what's true?

Chorus

Keep on saying it to yourself enough times,

Some day you might just start to believe it.

(But it still cannot be the truth.)

And lies can only bury a sinful crime,

In a hollow heart measuring six feet.

(But it still cannot kill the truth.)

Bridge

The truth might never see the light.

But it will morph into darkness inside your soul.

The truth might never win the fight.

But it will drill into your mind a hundred holes!

So, good luck and goodbye,

Keep on living your lie!

Chorus

Keep on saying it to yourself enough times,

Some day you might just start to believe it.

(But it still cannot be the truth.)

And lies can only bury a sinful crime,

In a hollow heart measuring six feet.

(But it still cannot kill the truth.)