[Verse 1]
Every headline that you read today
Someone chose what words to say
Every angle, every frame
Serves somebody else's game
Not saying that the facts aren't true
But the story's been filtered through
Interests, biases, and more
That's what framing is designed for
[Chorus]
Stories don't tell themselves, no they don't
Narratives are constructed, that's the point
Someone picked, someone chose
What to highlight, what to close
The trader's edge is seeing clear
Who's the author, what's the fear
Don't ask "is it fake or real?"
Ask "whose purpose does this serve to feel?"
[Verse 2]
Market crashes make the news
But who decides which facts to use?
The timing and the context too
Shape the story sold to you
Same event, different spin
Depends on who's reporting in
Bulls and bears both have their say
Framing markets every day
[Chorus]
Stories don't tell themselves, no they don't
Narratives are constructed, that's the point
Someone picked, someone chose
What to highlight, what to close
The trader's edge is seeing clear
Who's the author, what's the fear
Don't ask "is it fake or real?"
Ask "whose purpose does this serve to feel?"
[Bridge]
Selection, amplification
Editorial meditation
What they leave out matters most
That's where you can find the ghost
Of agenda, motive, drive
Keep your contrarian mind alive
[Verse 3]
When consensus gets too strong
Ask yourself what could be wrong
Not with facts but with the frame
Who benefits from this game?
The wisest traders always know
To check the current's undertow
Reality is always there
But meaning floats upon the air
[Chorus]
Stories don't tell themselves, no they don't
Narratives are constructed, that's the point
Someone picked, someone chose
What to highlight, what to close
The trader's edge is seeing clear
Who's the author, what's the fear
Don't ask "is it fake or real?"
Ask "whose purpose does this serve to feel?"
[Outro]
Frame by frame, choice by choice
Question every market voice
That's your edge, that's your way
To see beyond the story's sway