Selling The News by Switchfoot (lyrics)

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  • Опубликовано: 17 сен 2024
  • Partial Credit to TheProxy5
    Remixed music and timing.
    "Selling The News"
    Welcome to the Holy City; the silver screen
    Built with a lens and a low self esteem
    A teenager's plea for meaning and means
    We're selling the news
    See, opinions are easier to swallow than facts
    The greys instead of the whites and the blacks
    If you shoot it too straight it won't come back
    We're selling the news
    See, money speaks volumes louder than words
    And virtues with wings, maybe not quite at first
    But salaries are paid by the ads not the verbs
    We're selling the news
    See, all men are equal; all is for sale
    A powerful dog has been chasing his tail
    The lowest common denominator prevails
    We're selling the news
    I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
    But everything is in-between
    The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
    I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
    But everything is in-between
    The fact is fiction
    Suspicion is the new religion
    America listens as the story is told
    With the eye on the truth as the story unfolds
    But the ratings determine which story was sold
    We're selling the news
    Begging the question, mongering fears
    Stroking the eyes and tickling ears
    The truth is seldom just as it appears
    We're selling the news
    I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
    But everything is in-between
    The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
    I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
    But everything is in-between
    The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
    I can see your talking heads
    On the television set
    On the Internet they said
    The fact is fiction
    Suspicion is the new religion
    Substance, oh, substance, where have you been?
    You've been replaced by the masters of spin
    Who make good looking books and write history in
    We're selling the news
    The lines start to blur; I get so confused
    I get shiny new models mixed up with the blues
    I get binary code mixed up with abuse
    The facts are simply one option to choose
    When nothing is sacred, there's nothing to lose
    When nothing is sacred, all is consumed
    We're still on the air, it must be the truth
    We're selling the news
    I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
    But everything is in-between
    The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
    I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
    But everything is in-between
    The fact is fiction, the fact is fiction
    I wanna believe you, I wanna believe
    But everything I see is greed
    The fact is fiction
    Suspicion is the new religion

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