Propaganda Songtext
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Propaganda Songtext
Scrolling down my TV screen and searching for the truth
Turning into some news freak so they can mould my mind
There′s another useless talk show, monkeys yelling loud
What a waste of time I'm better off being deaf and blind
Maybe I should go online now get some reality
Just clickbait the sea of hate from the hell′s gate
I should search for words of wisdom
No sign at all, I see
But I can't help I need to know the truth
I'm living in the propaganda
I′m following their own agenda
So what′s in it for me?
They're leaving me in silent anger
I′m muted by this piercing clangor
What does it mean to me?
There was a time when you were proud
You loved what you did
Things have changed too long ago
Lack of honesty you write as you are told
Now your soul is sold a mess of pottage, cold
There was a time when you were alive
You owned what you did
Things have changed too long ago
Wreck your sanity, now you have no choice
Drowning into the noise, turn at your master's voice
I′m living in the propaganda
I'm following their own agenda
So what′s in it for me?
They're leaving me in silent anger
I'm muted by this piercing clangor
What does it mean to me?
Turning into some news freak so they can mould my mind
There′s another useless talk show, monkeys yelling loud
What a waste of time I'm better off being deaf and blind
Maybe I should go online now get some reality
Just clickbait the sea of hate from the hell′s gate
I should search for words of wisdom
No sign at all, I see
But I can't help I need to know the truth
I'm living in the propaganda
I′m following their own agenda
So what′s in it for me?
They're leaving me in silent anger
I′m muted by this piercing clangor
What does it mean to me?
There was a time when you were proud
You loved what you did
Things have changed too long ago
Lack of honesty you write as you are told
Now your soul is sold a mess of pottage, cold
There was a time when you were alive
You owned what you did
Things have changed too long ago
Wreck your sanity, now you have no choice
Drowning into the noise, turn at your master's voice
I′m living in the propaganda
I'm following their own agenda
So what′s in it for me?
They're leaving me in silent anger
I'm muted by this piercing clangor
What does it mean to me?
Writer(s): Luca Zabbini, Eric Ombelli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

