When the Truth Hunts You Down - Sam Tinnesz

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

You can’t hide from who you are

The light peels back the dark

You can run but you won’t make it far

You can’t hide from who you are

You can’t hide from who you are

You can’t run, run, run

From the smoking gun

Caught in the crosshairs of the things we’ve done

There’s no hiding place

Not a secret safe

What is lost will be found

When the truth hunts you down

The image takes it shape

With every step you take, closer

The past will show its face

You can’t hide from your mistakes

You can’t run, run, run

From the smoking gun

Caught in the crosshairs of the things we’ve done

Theres no hiding place

Not a secret safe

What is lost will be found

When the truth hunts you down

Mmm, mmm

When the truth hunts you down

Mmm, mmm

You can’t run, run, run

From the smoking gun

Caught in the crosshairs of the things we’ve done

Theres no hiding place

Not a secret safe

What is lost will be found (What is lost will be found)

You can’t run, run, run

From the smoking gun

Caught in the crosshairs of the things we’ve done

Theres no hiding place

Not a secret safe

What is lost will be found (What is lost will be found)

When the truth hunts you down