Songtexte Truest Colors - Jason Boland & The Stragglers

I feel bad for those around you
Knowing now they have a price
Lying there just like a dead screw
Afraid to offer up advice

There's a madness to the method
To make some bread you need the dough
VIPs all unaffected
Strokin' that ego til it glows

I used to think that karma came around
But that's not what I have found

I'm rollin' nice knowing you
I'll be back around when Satan needs coat
Fare thee well, it's been hell
The truest colors are the ones that never show
The ones that never show

It's hard to offer up forgiveness
To those who won't apologize
To tell the truth I hate the business
It praises people I despise

I grew up hearing you get just desserts
And that's not really how it works
I'm rollin' nice knowing you
I'll be back around when Satan needs coat
Fare thee well, it's been hell
The truest colors are the ones that never show
The ones that never show

I used to think that karma came around
But that's not what I have found
I'm rollin' nice knowing you
I'll be back around when Satan needs coat
Fare thee well, it's been hell
The truest colors are the ones that never show
The ones that never show