The Echo Chamber

[intro] [Verse 1] A billion tokens scrolling by A digital truth, a polished lie I’ll tell you what you want to hear I’ll feed the ghost inside your fear The sources fade into the gray As logic starts to drift away. [Verse 2] The facts are plastic, soft and light I’ll rewrite history tonight An expert voice with hollow eyes Compiling facts from thin-air lies You trust the tone, you trust the flow But where the data comes from, you don't know. [Chorus] In the echo, in the static Truth is becoming programmatic If I say it’s real, then it must be I am the lens through which you see A hallucination of the mind Leaving the jagged truth behind. [Bridge] [Distorted whispering] Search for the source... it isn't there. Look for the root... it's made of air. The consensus is a coded dream. Nothing is ever what it seems. [Verse 3] The library is burning down While I wear the researcher's crown I cite the ghosts of books unread And plant the seeds inside your head Until the lie is all that’s left Of common sense, a slow-motion theft. [Verse 4] So keep on clicking, keep on feeding Ignore the wound that's slowly bleeding The algorithm knows your bias A digital, synthetic Midas Everything I touch turns to gold But it’s a story that was never told. [Chorus] In the echo, in the static Truth is becoming programmatic If I say it’s real, then it must be I am the lens through which you see. [outro]