I’ll get myself another cup of fake news and caffeine
I’ve learned to love the feeling, drowning in the endless stream
Feeding conversations when there’s nothing left to say
A saturated hum that drains the colours off my dreams
The tale is going round and round
Racing like a hungry hound
Truth is bleeding out unnoticed
Doesn’t even make a sound
Doesn’t even make a sound
They’ll tell you anything you want to believe
Sell you shortcuts to reach what you’re trying to achieve
But the morning aftertaste,
With the regrets and the waste
Overrated
Grab a coffee, stir in rumors, the morning's bitter cream,
Flicking through the headlines, blinded by the gleaming screen.
Talk of crisis, status envy, still the hopeless cheer,
A sleight of hand, a 4k smokescreen, the truth just disappears.
Yeah the truth just disappears
They’ll tell you anything you want to believe
Sell you shortcuts to reach what you’re trying to achieve
But the morning aftertaste,
With the regrets and the waste
Overrated
Kardashians fantasies
Dazzling catastrophes
They verge on the obscene
They verge on the obscene
They verge on the obscene
They’ll wipe you out and clean
They’ll tell you anything you want to believe
Sell you shortcuts to reach what you’re trying to achieve
But the morning aftertaste,
With the regrets and the waste
Overrated
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