The truth is written on a fag packet
The truth is I don’t know where I put it
The truth is it might be in my jacket
The truth is I don’t smoke, I quit
The truth is not what it used to be
The Truth is all things to all people
The truth is an unforced guilty plea
The truth is in a church under its steeple
The truth is this is not what I voted for
The truth is an overfed son of an immigrant
The truth is on the killing room floor
The truth is these days I’m ambivalent
The truth is no longer concerned with facts
The truth is an unnamed source
The truth is handed down to us in scraps
The truth comes riding on a pale horse
The truth is hiding out there, somewhere
The truth will out, someday
The truth is the game was never fair
The truth is burning in an ashtray
The truth is I have the proof-
in a post truth world, there is no truth
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