

(hahaha) They build the narrative with smoke and clay
Reshaping history from yesterday
They stream the truth directly to your screen
A perfect edit of a fractured scene
Just look a little closer at the hand behind the glass They
sell the cheap illusion and they hope it's gonna pass
Lies on the airwaves,
lies on the feed Selling you the poison that they want you
to need Yeah, they spin the web and they call it a
cure Keep the water muddy so you never feel sure
(lies, lies)
Paper promises, digital ink
Designed to stop you before you can think
Another headline to feed the machine While they sweep the real dirt
right under the green
Lies
on the airwaves, lies on the feed Selling you the poison that
they want you to need Yeah,
they spin the web and they call it a cure Keep the
water muddy so you never feel sure (yeah,
lies)
Nothing is real
(nothing is real)