conflict - bullshit broadcast lyrics
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you don’t care about people’s thoughts. you probe into the mind, then you haunt
what you print, people believe, complicating lives, what the f-ck does that achieve?
now you’re looking for some news, changing around facts and views
receiving money for empty lies. sly reporters i despise you
will there be that extra in this week? now you’re climbing to the journalist peak
sitting at the typewriter making more lies up. rearranged to suit you, then f-ck me up
now i’m getting sick of you. coming around here, making news
whatever you print, you can’t lose. but can’t you see the damage that you do?
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