Every day, we have a truth to find
But something corrodes us inside
Every minute of your life
The bullet comes from behind
A man pays for his mouth
Your word don’t have any price
You sell yourself for a disguise
You hear the truth but say the lies
Last day of your life
No one cares, no one cries
Your epitaph tells the truth
The cancer always was you
The bullet, that crosses your head
Also crosses your heart
Even when your wife is dead
Even when your kid is done
You know, sin is just a word
But it runs deep in our veins
The sin that poisons your blood
Now is rotten your brain
Last, day of your life
No one cares, no one cries
Your epitaph tells the truth
The cancer always was you
Last, day of your life
No one cares and no one cries
Your epitaph tells the truth
The cancer always was you
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