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letra de the truth - watsky

[intro]
i’m the f-ckin’ truth
oh yeah, i’m the f-ckin’ truth
i’m the motherf-cking truth

[chorus]
you might not always like me, but
you can’t deny me ’cause
’cause i’m in your heart
and that’s the place to start
to see that i’m the f-cking truth
[verse 1]
people figure that they got the facts
would you rather get to know me or live easy?
if you had to pick, ’cause you don’t get to pick both
if you want the growth, you’re not ever gonna get to go back
i’m gonna hit you like a freight train gut punch
in the middle of a pitch-black night
sink deeper than a footlong b-tt plug
but i’m cheaper than a free lunch
i’m thicker than a corn-fed farmhand
bigger than thе sh-t you planned
clearer than a two buck proof purе liquor river
in a glass liver made of pure white sand

[chorus]
you might not always like me, but
you can’t deny me ’cause
you can’t chase me from your heart
and that’s the place to start
to see that i’m the f-cking truth

[verse 2]
every generation’s human, ain’t no motivations movin’
only separation’s new technology
but that won’t get you closer to the truth
people wanna live their lives
a crab in a bucket strugglin’ to survive
eating and f-cking and sleeping and loving a good fight
i saw you hit that pipe
while you were chilling at the city limits
i caught late that night
the temperature was in the single digits
tucking a trojan inside of your jacket pocket
and hoping that getting lucky was coming to be
unsure if you were getting closer or further from me
you were out in dakota and feeling alone
i was the open road
you were tweaking, seeking answers in the love of a crowd
i was the question, though
you were not quite ready to speak every weakness aloud
i was your microphone
you were searching for me at the boundary, but i was right at home
with my feet on your couch, even though you were still sitting there
i was eating you out of your frigidaire
i will dance on your tomb like i’m fred astaire
did it ten billion times and i didn’t care
and what you have to go through, it isn’t fair
but if you hear me say that you got today, then you do
and you should believe me
’cause i’m the f-ckin’ truth

- watsky

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