It’s baked in the cake for a nation that wakes
to a diet of fake, dogmatic takes.
And how am I supposed to know
what you think about me,
when all you hear is…
fake news.
Truth’s been,
burnt at the stake,
let them eat cheesecake,
drink vanilla milkshake,
got a toothache - give me a break.
Stop with the snacks,
sound bites, live feeds, scrolling and click baits,
you want to have a heart attack?
And how am I supposed to know
what you feel about me,
when all you hear is…
fake news.
Our brains contain such baseless claims.
A drain that can’t avoid the news, the bias views,
a source parade whose lies blockade;
what’s lost is won,
what’s right is wrong.
And how am I supposed to know
what you believe about me,
when all you hear is…
fake news.
Snakes,
eating Kobe beefsteaks,
handshakes, tax breaks, paying the price, on thin ice,
sorry, snowflakes.
And how am I supposed to know
what you know about me,
when all you hear is…
fake news.
Too late,
the mainstream media
has already made a people afraid,
being played
by USAid.
Baked in the cake
as we wake,
laying the fuse,
fake news,
fake news.
And how am I supposed to know
what you want from me,
when all you hear is...
fake news.
Isn't it time to stop snoozing?
