Cold Truth - Terror

Faith, lies, live, die

When you feel like nothing’s left and you’re wondering why

Days lost, silent screams

If you’ve never hit the bottom you won’t know what I mean

When you can’t face the problem

When nothing’s gonna solve them

You find yourself looking out, over the edge

You’re faced with cold truth

I got a losing hand

I keep on giving in to my demands

Too deep it cost me my soul

Living in this mess that I control

Hate stays, darkest days

There’s no happy endings only new beginnings

Myself, no one else

To tell me what to do and how to live my life

But no matter what I do

I find myself removed

Who do I look to, who do I believe?

When I’m faced with cold truth!

I got a losing hand

I keep on giving in to my demands

Too deep it cost me my soul

Living in this mess that I control

Cold truth

Cold truth

Too deep it cost me my soul

Living in this mess with no control

I battle with this everyday

'Cause I don’t know any other way

Maybe I’ll find some peace of mind

Maybe I’ll stop living to die

This cold truth’s got me beat

Got me beat

This cold truth’s got me beat

Face to face with cold truth