Bullets Don’t Bow to the Truth

Truth don’t stand when the smoke rolls through… Bullets don’t bow, they cut straight to you.

I’ve seen liars dressed in holy white, Preachin’ love with a serpent bite. But the gun don’t care what lies you choose, Bullets don’t bow, they don’t excuse.

Bullets don’t bow to the truth, They fly like fire, they burn the proof. Steel don’t pray, and blood don’t soothe, Bullets don’t bow to the truth.

The law writes rules in shifting sand, But the trigger speaks what the world understands. No king, no preacher, no court, no roof — Bullets don’t bow, they cut the truth.

Bullets don’t bow to the truth, They tear through lies, they cut the loose. The grave don’t care, the ground won’t move, Bullets don’t bow to the truth.

One pull, one sound, and the dark will tell, No lie survives where the bullet fell. You can preach, you can beg, but the end is proof — Bullets don’t bow to the truth.

Bullets don’t bow to the truth, They break the chains, they cut the youth. No law survives, no holy roof, Bullets don’t bow to the truth.

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