Charlie Peacock- Insult Like The Truth (see Lyrics in description) I dedicate this song to Charlie Kirk

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Published on Sep 30, 2025
Insult Like The Truth (Dedicated to the memory of Charlie Kirk)

Lyrics:
I've run my ship aground
On the rocks of the soul
There's no lie like independence
There's no demon like control
But I've fanned the burning embers
'Til my house was on fire
There's no parody like power
There's no fever like desire

But I've drained the wine of darkness
To the dregs of deceit
There's no drug as strong as pride
There's no blindness like conceit
Well, I've railed against a mountain
With a pickaxe and a file
There's no minefield like presumption
No death wish like denial

There's no gunshot like conviction
There's no conscience bulletproof
There's no strength like our own weakness
There's no insult like the truth

I've adjusted my prescription
'Til I couldn't trust my vision
There's no killer like convenience
There's no sickness like omission
I've amended resolutions
And resisted explanation
There's no trapdoor like emotion
There's no pit like reputation
There's no gunshot like conviction
There's no conscience bulletproof
There's no strength like our own weakness
There's no insult like the truth

There's no gunshot like conviction
There's no conscience bulletproof
There's no strength like our own weakness
There's no insult like the truth

There's no cancer like ambition
There's no cure like crucifixion
There's no cancer like ambition
There's no cure like crucifixion

There's no gunshot like conviction
There's no conscience bulletproof
There's no strength like our own weakness
There's no insult like the truth

There's no gunshot like conviction
There's no conscience bulletproof
There's no strength like our own weakness
There's no insult like the truth