Television Songtext
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Television Songtext
Turn up your television if you want to live
Like you don′t know what to think
Or even what to say
Propaganda steers our lives we have no choice
Invent the truth it's good for you
It keeps the facts at bay
Don′t corrupt this fairytale
The promise they'll take care of you
This life, this life is not for me
I'm so tired, so tired but I can see
We′re falling, I′m failing
Please save me, don't just turn away
We can′t go on with knowledge of greed
The rich die alone with what they don't need
I may become a pillar of salt
But I won′t turn a blind eye
Turn off your television if you want to give
Real life a try, it's up to you
No matter what they say
Memoranda drawn in blood to dull the voice
Of wasted youth in misery
Fucking their life away
Wishing for this fairytale
To kill them before they have to
This life, this life is not for me
I′m so tired, so tired but I can see
We're falling, I'm failing
Please save me, don′t just turn away
We can′t go on with knowledge of greed
The rich die alone, with what they don't need
I may become a pillar of salt
But I won′t turn a blind eye
Like you don′t know what to think
Or even what to say
Propaganda steers our lives we have no choice
Invent the truth it's good for you
It keeps the facts at bay
Don′t corrupt this fairytale
The promise they'll take care of you
This life, this life is not for me
I'm so tired, so tired but I can see
We′re falling, I′m failing
Please save me, don't just turn away
We can′t go on with knowledge of greed
The rich die alone with what they don't need
I may become a pillar of salt
But I won′t turn a blind eye
Turn off your television if you want to give
Real life a try, it's up to you
No matter what they say
Memoranda drawn in blood to dull the voice
Of wasted youth in misery
Fucking their life away
Wishing for this fairytale
To kill them before they have to
This life, this life is not for me
I′m so tired, so tired but I can see
We're falling, I'm failing
Please save me, don′t just turn away
We can′t go on with knowledge of greed
The rich die alone, with what they don't need
I may become a pillar of salt
But I won′t turn a blind eye
Writer(s): Matthew Netherington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com