Oh Shit! [explosive rumbles] …Do you feel that… I think it’s going to be a big one! Take cover, I think it’s about to get crazy! Here it comes! [Extreme deep bass strike] It’s a Truthquake—Feel the pressure, the plates begin to slide! There’s nowhere left for the truth to hide. It’s a Truthquake—Tearing up the scene, the tremors take the floor, You aren’t alone in the wreckage anymore! It’s a Truthquake—the mask fractures and ruptures, let it bleed, Let the facade shatter and be freed. It’s a Truthquake—Hold on tight, as the ground splits wide, Welcome to the family no more need to Hide! Grinding my molars down to bitter chalk, Feels like I need a manual just to walk and talk. The fluorescent lights humming like a chainsaw blade, Standing in the shadows that neurotypicals made. They see the face paint, they think it’s for show, They don't see all the fractures hiding below. It ain't a mask, man, it’s a structural seal, The only way to contain everything that I feel. I spent a lifetime mimicking the way they breathe, Smiling through the panic, hiding what's underneath. But the foundation is cracking, the walls are too thin, I'm done locking doors to keep the madness in. Let the sensory overload become the battle cry, I’m tearing through the roof on my way to the sky. The quake is inbound, get down, gonna rumble the town Fuck safe, don’t save face, be real stand firm in place Stay true, just be You, don’t be ashamed of what you do Just stand strong, through the throng, what you’re feeling isn’t wrong It’s a Truthquake—Feel the pressure, the plates begin to slide! There’s nowhere left for the truth to hide. It’s a Truthquake—Tearing up the scene, the tremors take the floor, You aren’t alone in the wreckage anymore! It’s a Truthquake—the mask fractures and ruptures, let it bleed, Let the facade shatter and be freed. It’s a Truthquake—Hold on tight, as the ground splits wide, Welcome to the family hold on for the ride! Standing in the rubble and the wreckage and I see A million other people still standing just like me Every face painted with their own unique design The way we’re seen needs a massive redefine We’re survivors of our own broken and twisted fate While having to live like most choices are a debate Our most defining feature is we’re all different And that is a threatening thing to the intolerant We aren’t predictable like the carbon copy clones We’ve got our own vibration we can feel in our bones When every silenced voice is done being contained, The shockwave of that truth will leave the foundation strained. It’ll be tremendous as we all release our true sound Set about a tremor that shatters the damn ground It’s a Truthquake—Feel the pressure, the plates begin to slide! There’s nowhere left for the truth to hide. It’s a Truthquake—Tearing up the scene, the tremors take the floor, You aren’t alone in the wreckage anymore! It’s a Truthquake—the mask fractures and ruptures, let it bleed, Let the facade shatter and be freed. It’s a Truthquake—Hold on tight, as the ground splits wide, Your truth is the option you don’t have to decide
