How can you trust what is real when you don't have any power over the narrative
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
They're testing the limits, they're moving the lines
What I don't know is how it got so
Pervasive, evasive, invasive control
I can't help but feel like I'm out of control
Someone's losing
Someone's losing
To forces colluding
Against reality, against you, against me
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
They're testing the limits, they're moving the lines
Something's moving
Something's moving
Under the surface
That frightens me despite of the assurances of men
How do you know what is real?
Who benefits from apathy?
flexing - Fine Print Lyrics
flexing - Fine Print Lyrics
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How can you trust what is real when you don't have any power over the narrative
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
They're testing the limits, they're moving the lines
What I don't know is how it got so
Pervasive, evasive, invasive control
I can't help but feel like I'm out of control
Someone's losing
Someone's losing
To forces colluding
Against reality, against you, against me
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
They're testing the limits, they're moving the lines
Something's moving
Something's moving
Under the surface
That frightens me despite of the assurances of men
How do you know what is real?
Who benefits from apathy?
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
They're testing the limits, they're moving the lines
What I don't know is how it got so
Pervasive, evasive, invasive control
I can't help but feel like I'm out of control
Someone's losing
Someone's losing
To forces colluding
Against reality, against you, against me
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
In fine print, they strip us of our fight
They're testing the limits, they're moving the lines
Something's moving
Something's moving
Under the surface
That frightens me despite of the assurances of men
How do you know what is real?
Who benefits from apathy?
Writer: Caitlin Garets
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid