every man's truth

chemtrails

filling up the sky

what on earth are they spraying there

i think i'm gonny die

if i don't find out why

all hail

the beardy man in the clouds

he says to kill all the bad guys

and put them in the ground

i hope he thinks i'm sound

some say

that the world was never a ball

that there's no such thing as a satellite

beaming telly or telephone calls

to the edge watch you don't fall

odds on

that the world is run by criminals

and we're all controlled by subliminals

consuming like our minds are haunted

by the things we didn't need but wanted

no you can't decide

what's wrong or right

sure as day turns into night

every man's truth

is another man's waste o' time