Verse 1
They feed me fear in high-def
Scripted pain and pre-cut grief
I’m scrolling past disasters
Like they’re fiction on repeat
Another voice, another war
Another headline I ignore
Tell me how I’m meant to care
When numbness feels like self-defense
Pre-Chorus
Every second’s breaking news
But nothing ever breaks through
I’m tired of being “informed”
When all I feel is used
Chorus
This is reality, or so they say
A thousand voices on replay
I can’t think, I can’t breathe
Can’t tell what’s real beneath the feed
It’s noise dressed up as clarity
Sold in high-contrast insanity
And I scream, but it’s static
This is reality
Verse 2
Click, consume, repeat the lie
They package trauma, monetize
I’m dancing in a burning room
Still wondering why I’m fine
Empty rage in dopamine
Fills the gaps where hope had been
I laugh at memes about the end
Because what else is left?
Pre-Chorus (more aggressive than the first)
I don’t know what’s true or fake
It’s all just noise I have to take
But silence feels like guilt
So I keep playing the game
Chorus 2 (same as before but slightly more unhinged vocally and musically)
This is reality, or so they say
A thousand voices on replay
I can’t think, I can’t breathe
Can’t tell what’s real beneath the feed
It’s noise dressed up as clarity
Sold in high-contrast insanity
And I scream, but it’s static
This is reality
Bridge
Do you feel it too?
Like we’re actors in a loop
Cameras roll, but no one’s home
Just mirrors in a padded room
Tell me…. is this real, or just the version that they show?
Final Chorus (x2)
This is reality, the broadcast kind
Where truth is edited to rhyme
I can’t think, I can’t breathe
We trade our minds for dopamine
It’s chaos sold as certainty
An echo screaming endlessly
And I’m lost in the madness
This is reality
