Текст песни Truth Gon' Hurt You - Cubez , Gonzo VanGogh , Spooks

It's like it be natural to me for these lies to come out of my mouth
At least that's what you're thinking, right?
It's always a battle, something always gets in between you and I
At least that's how you're feeling, right?
And change me, you never could
Ever no matter how much you try
It's like I can make things right
And leave me, you never could
Ever don't matter how much I lied
I still wonder why
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you

Cause the truth, you can't handle
Your heart, treat it like a machine, I dismantle
Got a handful of your feelings, I gamble with
Your chest burn like a flame from that candle
Cancel, my guilty conscious like fuck it
Bullshit and lies, you've had enough of it
But you love me so much, you look past it
Tell yourself I'm telling the truth then don't ask
Cause I'm a master at taking advantage
Your love and support, always taken for granted
Your heart looking sore, in need of a bandage
Why I'm the way I am, you don't understand it
But still you try to fix me
While I stay busy drowning in my whiskey
While I stay busy cutting up that lizzy
You should know the truth before this shit kills me

It's like it be natural to me for these lies to come out of my mouth
At least that's what you're thinking, right?
It's always a battle, something always gets in between you and I
At least that's how you're feeling, right?
And change me, you never could
Ever could, no matter how much you try
It's like I can make things right
And leave me, you never could
Ever could no matter how much I lie
I still wonder why
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you
The truth gon' hurt you

Yeah, I don't really feel no more
Mafuckas temporary
So when a mothafucka cut off
It's just another day to Spooky, yeah yeah
You probably finna go do drugs
Probably finna drink a 40, yeah yeah
And when you all fucked up
Better not link my celly
Babes how you done got so self righteous?
Always pointing out a na vices
When you fucked up
There is no na like this
Been held up ain't nobody slowing my motions
Always end up fucking with my focus
Gotta keep building up all this voltage
Better be wit it, or keep it moving
You ain't even know half what you losing
I swear it's like this music the only thing conducive
I been in your corner, chaotic, elusive
Drugs and the booze and we both mad abusive
Only difference I can see past the illusion