Insult Like the Truth

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Charlie Peacock - Pop

Insult Like the Truth

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I've run my ship aground On the rocks of the soul There's no lie like independence There's no demon like control But I've fanned the burning embers 'Til my house was on fire There's no parody like power There's no fever like desire But I've drained the wine of darkness To the dregs of deceit There's no drug as strong as pride There's no blindness like conceit Well, I've railed against a mountain With a pickaxe and a file There's no minefield like presumption No death wish like denial There's no gunshot like conviction There's no conscience bulletproof There's no strength like our own weakness There's no insult like the truth I've adjusted my prescription 'Til I couldn't trust my vision There's no killer like convenience There's no sickness like omission I've amended resolutions And resisted explanation There's no trapdoor like emotion There's no pit like reputation There's no gunshot like conviction There's no conscience bulletproof There's no strength like our own weakness There's no insult like the truth There's no gunshot like conviction There's no conscience bulletproof There's no strength like our own weakness There's no insult like the truth There's no cancer like ambition There's no cure like crucifixion There's no cancer like ambition There's no cure like crucifixion There's no gunshot like conviction There's no conscience bulletproof There's no strength like our own weakness There's no insult like the truth There's no gunshot like conviction There's no conscience bulletproof There's no strength like our own weakness There's no insult like the truth No insult

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Credits

Writers
  • Douglas Kaine McKelvey
  • Charlie Peacock