Straight Edge hardcore running through my veins and Syracuse is the home I claim. My mind is strong but my will is stronger, just remember I won`t ever fade. My lifestyle's rooted in cement. I'm not ashamed of labels you resent. This is why I branded my flesh to remind you this is not a trend. But there are few of us left. COLD TRUTH - A poison for everyone, they walk in line. COLD TRUTH - I'll step aside, straight edge until the day I die. COLD TRUTH - My blood flows cold and pure. I refuse to be victimized. COLD TRUTH. Seething intoxicants, the weak fall victim to allures of synthetic escape to tranquilize, to energize, to tempt and tantalize. Sad but true there are few of us left and this is what I've come to accept. We are the last of a dying breed; these words are my only release. But there are few of us left. COLD TRUTH - A poison for everyone, they walk in line. COLD TRUTH - I'll step aside, straight edge until the day I die. COLD TRUTH - My blood flows cold and pure. I refuse to be victimized. COLD TRUTH. We are the last of a dying breed and these words become our only release. Straight Edge is my weapon of choise; no one will silence my voice. COLD TRUTH. Cold Truth there are few of us left. Cold truth we stay true to the Edge. We're the last of a dying breed and these words become our only release.