One, two, three, four
When I step out to the morning light
And feel the wind hit my mind, I
Can't help but wonder why
The stories they sell, the lies they say
We're meant to keep our thoughts at bay
But hey, whatever makes front page
Have we lost our way?
What happened to the good folks on both sides?
Now it's only who's wrong and who's right
I'm just trying to find a place between the lines
What happened to the old days, the good news?
Now it's only more lies and who's who
I don't wanna play a game I didn't choose
If that's alright with you
When I get home after half past five
And see the world through that blue light, I
Can't help but wonder why
All the hurt we see, then swipe away
Makes us numb to what we say
But hey, whatever makes front page
Have we lost our way?
What happened to the good folks on both sides?
Now it's only who's wrong and who's right
I'm just trying to find a place between the lines
What happened to the old days, the good news?
Now it's only more lies and who's who
I don't wanna play a game I didn't choose
If that's alright with you
If that's alright with you
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