Track byHarry Gregson-Williams
Fortifying with syllables for eyes Read me something and cut through all the lies Magazine or paper, not gospel anyway Hidden truth or meaning will never see the light of day What is left for viewing, all that's left to see A media that panders to Generation MTV Rapid cuts disguising what is really there Left to compromising, watered down 'til no one cares All this shit for nothing For a dollar or a dime A wasted hour, a lifetime The precious seconds mine Destroy the rot Bury the rot