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[Spoken Word]
Here we go, living in a world
Where truth gets caught in static whirl,
The news breaks down, and everyone stares,
Too many hands pulling at the air.
[Trap Break]
Turn it up, but the sound don't clear,
Flickering images of things we fear,
Whispers loud, a cacophony's tune,
Just a cartoon world under the moon.
[Build-up]
Swipe left, swipe right, whatās coming through?
A pinball of chaos in pixel hues,
Scrolling fast, gotta lose the flash,
Please give me news without the crash.
[Freestyle]
So whereās the truth, wrapped in gold,
Ideas twisted, poorly sold,
Flip that channel, push reset,
Neon lies, weāre done with that threat.
[Spoken Word]
Do you hear it? The remoteās protesting,
Echoing silence, it's so arresting,
On every screen, just noise to consume,
Please take a break from this sonic gloom.
[Trap Break]
Static flickers, a news reel blur,
Whatās fact, whatās fiction? Weāre still unsure,
Reality crafted in a smear of gray,
When we needed clarity, you turned away.
[Key Change]
Cringe-worthy whispers scream out of tune,
Could we reset before we're immune?
To messages folded in messy designs,
Like origami crises, and empty lines.
[Build-up]
Donāt break the code, rearrange the map,
Flick the dial, letās escape this trap,
Start a new channel, bring back the light,
A vision resetābring it to life!
[Fade-Out]
Channel surfing through the frequencies loud,
Caught in the static, weāre lost in the crowd,
A spectrum of storiesāweāll rewrite the theme,
Together weāll search for a clearer dream...
Sound Of Meme
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