Written by HoboCop
Verse lyrics by Kim Wilde "Kids In America"

Truth🖤

Looking out a dirty old window.
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by.
I sit here alone and I wonder why.

Friday night and everyone's moving.
I can feel the heat but it's soothing.
Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town.

Truth Hurts!!
Doesn't it now!!
It feels like a knife!!
Stabbing on the inside out!!

Bright ligths the music get faster.
Look girl, don't check on your watch, not another glance.
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance.

Hot-shot, give me no problems.
Much later baby you'll be saying never mind.
You know life is cruel, life is never kind.

Truth Hurts!!
Doesn't it now!!
It feels like a knife!!
Stabbing on the inside out!!

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