the truth i know is in my head and suddenly it s after me it goes where i go always follows me hardly steps to follow in hard luck juvenile lens sometimes the truth don t make it better common sense makes complicated friends the truth i know is in my head and suddenly it s after me it goes where i go always follows me plain words fill an empty place they say themselves and then escape sometimes i wish i heard them better i don t weight them ego bruises fade the truth i know is in my head and suddenly it s after me it goes where i go always follows me it s why i can t be left alone it s haunting me while i m asleep it goes where i go always following