There a man who’s just like you
Looks on life with a different view
He sees you as a threat
Because he read it on the net
He hates you to the core
He loves the thought of war
He’s dreaming of the death
Of someone he’s never met

Does the media really lie?
Stoke the flames of fire?
Does your life depend?
On the things that you defend?
You lay awake at night
Caught by fight or flight
Troubled by your thoughts
Of the fantasies you’ve bought

CHORUS: Propaganda. Propaganda and Lies

The propaganda tools. Have made us become fools
Marked division lines. Lost and buried lives

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