The Truth – Bad Religion

Madness takes its toll on me,
Still thoughts of what should be,
Stupid lies used to comfort me,
Wishing things they told would make sense.

I used to be a man of principle,
No true believer, never troubled,
But now I stagnate on mundane things,
I’m always concerned with what tomorrow brings.

And these thoughts are a dream,
A dream that’s remained in my head,
And destroys what I’ve said,
And corrodes my will until I’m almost dead,
The light flickers on, although not for long,
The world turns away, and restores a new day,
The sun never dies, and the new baby cries,
I search my whole life, with inquisitive eyes.

But I realize now I’ll never find it,
And I don’t think the gods are gonna show it,
‘cuz I realize now I’ll never find… the truth, the truth.

What’s in a bond between two living things,
What natural law can control such things,
Are these the questions that motivate you,
What is the force that tells you what to do.

Well it might as well be a dream,
A dream that remains in your head,
And corrodes what you’ve said,
And destroys your thought until you’re almost dead,
The light flickers on, although not for long,
The world turns away, and restores a new day,
The sun never dies, and the new baby cries,
I search my whole life, with inquisitive eyes.

But I realize now I’ll never find it,
And I don’t think the gods are gonna show it,
‘cuz I realize now I’ll never find… the truth, the truth.