Conflict Bullshit Broadcast Letras: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 fuck
does that achieve?
Now you're looking for some news, changing around
facts and views Receiving money for empty lies.
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/Ewr]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 fuck 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?
Letras: Bullshit Broadcast Conflict [final]