Unwanted Place - Swearin'

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

Comon sense makes complicated friends

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

It’s why I can’t be left alone

It’s haunting me while I’m alsleep

It goes where I go always following me