Now what this tells me about the state of our media
Is that we sub-consciously recognize the images they show us as truth
So that this image is truth, and this image is truth
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
There's a message in everything
But we're too blind to see
All these things in my memories
Is not who I was meant to be
Free your mind of fear, release the hate
They want your mind don't take the bait
If you do you're gonna have a hard time
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
There's a message in everything
Time will tell
If they become memories
Time will tell
Free your mind of hate and face your fears
And maybe we'll shed less tears
Finding our way to handle hard times
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
They steal your heart, they steal your mind
They rob your pride
They feed the masses, make social classes
Anxiety runs our whole life
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
This, is, a wake, up, call
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
A wake up call