Truth
What is the truth?
Nobody know because you got the facts doesn't mean
That's how it goes , I believe a lie can be the truth it depends on who told.
I was always told the grass is green but is that the truth
I sit thinking on how this world could use another root
But if you ever ask me ill say it was true.
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