Media Whore

There will be a time those kids
start to believe the TV tells the truth.
The time has come, when anorexic girly stars are flooding our youth.
Nowadays your image decides who you are and how you will be judged.
Concerning the reality - no more fashionable in the popcorn world.

That's the way we sell our souls to mass media, we lose control.
Anyway, the devil laughs because his
shares are hitting through turnover goals.
Oho! Oho! I won't sell my soul! I will be myself, at all!
Oho! Oho! I won't sell my soul! I will be myself, at all!

The few who aren't yet their marionettes are
suppressed by those who dance at their strings.
You're the architect of your own fortune,
don't be too sure what your "today" will bring.
Our lives dictated to us by the mighty 'cause money rules the world.
And if they have enough of it,
they fill the headlines of tomorrow's press.
Oho! Oho! I won't sell my soul! I will be myself, at all!
Oho! Oho! I won't sell my soul! I will be myself, at all!

Oho! Oho! I won't sell my soul! I will be myself, at all!
Oho! Oho! I won't sell my soul! I will be myself, at all!
Oho! Oho!



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