The enemy is my inner me, or so I'm told
but what if I like to go with the flow, and just watch it unfold?
But can I guide it my way, can I, drive it on the highway?
Can I take the right exit and not get a ticket?

Is truth something inside or is it up in the sky?
Or is it something that I gotta see with my own two eyes?
But what I see is constructed and preconceived and socialized.

Where the truth lies Where the truth lies
Where the truth lies Where the truth lies.

Do I follow along with conformity or do I wonder off internally
Where emotion and reason are valued equally?
But I live in a prison called reality.

Where the truth lies Where the truth lies Where the truth lies
Where the truth lies Where the truth lies It's a real disguise.