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I heard the truth about youand it really doesn't read youlike the wipping stick you raised me witha scared woman in a private hellhushed voice like electric bellsstrange talk about edgar caseyand the long lame walk of the dark 70's ( x2 )i heard the truth about youyeah youmama they woke me upi was deep in an idiot sleepi was just 8 years oldheard big words with horrible soundwhy'd they have to call my schooltell me my mother had a nervous breakdowni wish i believed like you doyeah youin the myth of a merciful godin the myth of a heaven and helli hear the voiceyou hear sometimessometimes it gets to be too muchi feel like letting gosometimes it gets so hardi feel likd letting it gosometimes it gets so goddamn hardi feel like letting it all goletting it all goi ran away and went looking for youback to culver city and the old neighborhoodneed to know if you were really goneneed to know if you were gone for goodi ran through the projects at nighthide in the dark from my friends in the lighthide from my brother-in-lawhide from the things he'd saysaid you weren't losin' your mindhe said you just needed a resthe said you would be coming home soonsaid the doctors therewould know whats bestsaid that maybei could go live with them for a whilei know the truth about youi know the truthmama they woke me upi was just 8 years oldsometimes it gets so hardi feel like letting it gosometimes it gets so hardi feel like letting it all goletting it all gomore