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Early in the morning, before the sun could rise
Keeping to myself almost felt like a disguise
I couldn't be the one to tell you what was off that day
Opening my mouth is the most dangerous game
Once upon a time, I never knew fear like this
Hard to remember how it happened, or why it did
Developing an obsession to open closed doors
Gave me a compulsive, need to find out even more
And off we go to play telephone
Sharing what we know
But how long can we keep playing
Until the game
Undermines the status quo?
It's all propaganda, prop-propaganda
I have a feeling, I'm not alone (not alone)
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Don't believe anything you see, or hear
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
I can't be the only one who knows (the only)
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
If we could go back, back then
When it was easier
They say, "Ignorance is bliss"
Why did I pick up the phone?
When it was easier
I should've stayed oblivious
Falling down the rabbit hole and running out of time
Hoping no one notices my thoughts are out of line
I know they know we know that something isn't right
After this my life eclipsed into fear day and night
A call to action, call for passion
Call for something more, for war
"If you're not with us, you're against us"
But I don't like the odds, the score
Call me complicit, give me a minute
Let me decide, it's my own life, I'm not the one
These people are close to being my friends
Can I do it? (I can run)
I could do it (I could run)
Should I do it? (I should run)
I should do it (I should run)
And so I ran
As fast as I could
Through the ocean of trees
Through the sting of the breeze
And so I ran, I ran for my life
And I ran for a dream, for whatever that means
And so I ran
As fast as I could, through the ocean of trees
Through the sting of the breeze
And so I ran (and so I ran)
I ran for my life
And I ran for a dream
For whatever that means
(And so I ran)
As fast as I could, through the ocean of trees
Through the sting of the breeze
I ran for my life (so I ran)
And I ran for a dream
For whatever that means
I ran for my life
I ran for my life (so I)
Every thought is sabotage
What a fool I am
But how long can we keep playing?
Game after game
No losing game after losing game
It's all propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
I have a feeling I'm not alone (not alone)
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Don't believe anything you see or hear
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
I can't be the only one who knows
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda
Propaganda, prop-propaganda



Writer(s): Cien Miller


Crusher-P - Propaganda!
Album Propaganda!
date de sortie
31-05-2019




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