The world is a trend
Going back and forth
Leaning one way and then the other
Holding hearts hostage
Gripping your strings like a puppet
Driving you mad

Before media and mania
We could speak as equals
Disagree but still exist
Now we hate each other

The trends are the same but get stronger
Everything changes
But nothing really changes

The world isn't becoming cold.
The wolves are.
Getting cold and hungry to divide
And conquer.
We aren't getting cold, we yearn to care for each other
Deep down we do.
Before media and mania and a great divide.
We yearn for love and understanding.
We all do.

Before media and mania.