Published on Tuesday, July 27, 2010 by admin I'm questioning all that you are, Accused of neglecting, The truth plain in sight, The judge is the conscience, The jury mankind. What about you now, what about your fault, How can you live with the hurt you allowed. Bow your head in shame and see, Who's flawed, who's fake, Who gets fucked 'till he bleeds. 'Cause you've Chorus: Only known the ...