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Retched From a wretched dream, and it was morning Without warning And all my friends have tasted success They stole a piece from out of the vulture's nest But I'm still so hungry What do you do when you feel you have to be True to the way you see But no one seems to agree? Does it make you crazy? Fucked, dumb, blind? Or on the wrong side of history? Just another boring mystery That asks: "Why do they even bother to try? There's money to be made in Phones and dance beats and advertisements" So we live our life under commercial skies Where everything looks free but there's always a price That you pay And you pay And you pay And you pay And you pay You'll always pay But does it ever pay to be true? To be true? To be true? To be true? Does it ever pay to be true? To be true? To be true? Well I don't want to be true Please don't let this be true Please don't let this be true To be true To be true I don't wanna be true Please don't let this be true To be true Please don't let this be true I don't wanna be true Please don't let this be true To be true Please don't let this be true Please don't let this be true Please don't let this be true To be true Please don't let this be true Please don't let this be true