

Screens flicker in the dead of night Headlines scream of endless fight
Explosions flash across the feed
Anchors sell the fear we need But behind the frame it's all
arranged A story stretched to entertain
They paint it black and white Twist the facts for the spotlight
Ratings climb on every
bite War ain't what they sell on TV
Exaggerated tragedy Press machines grind out the pain Fuel the fire,
break the chain It's not glory,
it's a game
Media war, all the same
Soldiers' whispers lost in noise Real lives blurred by their poise Drones
and bombs make killer clips
Heroes forged in edit strips The truth bleeds out unseen While they
chase the viral scene
They spin the yarn so tight Black and white ignites the fight
Truth drowned in the light
War ain't what they sell on TV
Exaggerated tragedy
Press machines grind out the pain Fuel the fire,
break the chain It's not glory,
it's a
game
Media war, all the same (yeah)
If we turn away from the glow
See the human cost below
No more lies to swallow whole Time to take back control
War ain't what they sell on TV (no) Exaggerated tragedy
Press machines grind out the pain Fuel the fire,
break the chain It's not glory,
it's a game Media war,
end the same (ahhh)
Media war... (ooh) all the same