Everybody's talking but the screen's gone black
Anchors in a silence that's taken aback
End of an era without no reprise
And I can't say I feel so surprised
[Chorus]
Nobody warned us about ends like these
Nobody warned us about ends like these
The talking heads with their painted lies
Spinning tales while the truth just dies
Got our eyes wide but can't recognize
The stage is set, but it's all disguise
[Verse 2]
In the static hum, can you hear the truth?
Or is it buried beneath, the noise they produce
Flicker screen and the echo's gone
Whispers fade to a scripted song
Channeling views through a filtered lens
Airwaves filled with just pretend
[Chorus]
They never told us it'd end like this
They never showed us truth's abyss