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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You call me in with a folder on your desk
Half a truth and a rumor dressed to impress
I tell you what happened, I show you the proof
But you turn to the loudest liar in the room
[Pre-Chorus]
He wears a grin like a medal on his chest
Every crooked detail gets bigger than the rest
[Chorus]
How can I trust my boss
When he won't listen to the truth?
He buys every tall tale
From fools with something to prove
They build a throne from rumors
Then point the blame at me
How can I trust my boss
When he refuses to see?
[Verse 2]
They gather by the printer, trading borrowed fame
Adding one more detail every time they say my name
A little spark becomes a wildfire by noon
And you lock the door before I enter the room
[Pre-Chorus]
You never ask the witness standing right here
You reward the loudest voice and call it sincere
[Chorus]
How can I trust my boss
When he won't listen to the truth?
He buys every tall tale
From fools with something to prove
They build a throne from rumors
Then point the blame at me
How can I trust my boss
When he refuses to see?
[Bridge]
I won't bend to a story
That was made for applause
I won't carry their glory
Or confess to their flaws
If the truth has a witness
Let the record speak
You can keep your suspicion
But you won't bury me
[Breakdown]
Ask the question
Check the facts
Before you throw
Another stone like that
[Final Chorus]
How can I trust my boss
When he won't listen to the truth?
He buys every tall tale
From fools with something to prove
They build a throne from rumors
But the cracks are showing now
How can I trust my boss
When he refuses to hear me out?
[Outro]
The truth is still standing
The truth is still standing
Long after their stories fall
Details
GeneratedAug 28, 2026
Duration4:16
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hard rock with a driving ♯4/4 groove around bristling overdriven guitar riffs, punchy live drums, muscular bass, and a gritty male lead vocal. Start with a clipped guitar figure and restrained verse, build into a wide anthemic chorus with stacked shout harmonies, then add a short breakdown with palm-muted guitars before the final chorus. Dry, upfront drums, aggressive pick attack, thick midrange guitars, controlled feedback, and a raw but polished rehearsal-room mix.
Credits
Prompt by
Yannick1978jacobs
Yannick1978jacobsModelAria v5.5
Prompt
hard rock how can i trust mi bossen if he dusn´t want to lissen to the treuth and wants to believe the exagerated story´s of idiots who wants to show of with a great storry
