Sensation
Hysterical
As you plot another article
Like a mass lobotomy delivered through the pupils with ease
Don't you fret, this shit is what you get
When a blind eye is turned to what really is your worst concern
Did you hear about that riot today? Or was that overshadowed by some dickhead's birthday?
You've got this weird idea that you're so well informed, but your knowledge only reaches the weather report
We've had enough
What if I told you there was so much more going on?
Stories of actual value, so phenomenal
Newspapers are good for wiping your own ass. They're used to having shit put on them
It's time for your nightly routine, sit in your couch and stare at pretty colours on the screen
Call me an asshole but someone has to wake you up, it's hypnosis and they've got you stuck
Just like that
You're barely scratching the surface and it makes me itch
Read the cover and you say you've read the book
But this blissful ignorance is so good it's got you hooked
Force-fed
Misread
I'm not asking you to get a degree, just spend more than 2 minutes on a single theme
Stand in a group with a pitchfork and flame because the anchorman told you who's to blame
Bulletins are only paper thin, provoking your worst feelings
The hatred's appealing
What better way to incite your ire and rage
When it's fucking plastered on the front page
Your hate is their profit
Drink from their cup of deception
Learn
Don't let them infiltrate
Otherwise your brain will disintegrate
As you plot another article
Like a mass lobotomy delivered through the pupils with ease
Don't you fret, this shit is what you get
When a blind eye is turned to what really is your worst concern
Did you hear about that riot today? Or was that overshadowed by some dickhead's birthday?
You've got this weird idea that you're so well informed, but your knowledge only reaches the weather report
We've had enough
What if I told you there was so much more going on?
Stories of actual value, so phenomenal
Newspapers are good for wiping your own ass. They're used to having shit put on them
It's time for your nightly routine, sit in your couch and stare at pretty colours on the screen
Call me an asshole but someone has to wake you up, it's hypnosis and they've got you stuck
Just like that
You're barely scratching the surface and it makes me itch
Read the cover and you say you've read the book
But this blissful ignorance is so good it's got you hooked
Force-fed
Misread
I'm not asking you to get a degree, just spend more than 2 minutes on a single theme
Stand in a group with a pitchfork and flame because the anchorman told you who's to blame
Bulletins are only paper thin, provoking your worst feelings
The hatred's appealing
What better way to incite your ire and rage
When it's fucking plastered on the front page
Your hate is their profit
Drink from their cup of deception
Learn
Don't let them infiltrate
Otherwise your brain will disintegrate
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Writer(s): Josh Muncke
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