Текст песни
They whisper in the dark, they scream across the net,
Secrets that they keep, or just theories we forget?
What's real, what's fake? Who's running the show?
Are we just puppets with nowhere to go?
They say the world's a spinning sphere, but what if that's a lie?
A painted sky above us, a flat world passing by.
A needle full of answers for a sickness on the rise
They say the cure will save us, but just open your eyes
Who's watching? Who's lying? Who's pulling the strings?
Is the truth a revolution or the silence of things?
They say we're crazy, but open your mind,
Look a little closer, see what you find
Dallas, '63, a motorcade rolls by,
A shot rings out, then two, then three—watch the good man die.
One man blamed, locked away, but did he act alone?
The magic bullet's story, a plot we'll never know
Who's watching? Who's lying? Who's pulling the strings?
Is the truth a revolution or the silence of things?
They say we're crazy, but open your mind,
Look a little closer, see what you find
Footsteps on the moon, but the flag don't wave,
A Hollywood set or a hero's grave?
Jet fuel burns, but steel don't melt,
What's the real story? It's never been felt
Who's watching? Who's lying? Who's pulling the strings?
Is the truth a revolution or the silence of things?
They say we're crazy, but open your mind,
Look a little closer, see what you find
We search for answers they don't want us to find,
But deep down, we know the truth's been left behind