Verse 1
Gold cufflinks shake the hands of law
Behind closed doors they rewrite the law
Ink on paper, blood in the pen
A vote gets cheaper the richer the men
Marble halls, but the floor’s a stage
Actors reading lines from a gilded page
You call it order, you call it fate
But freedom’s gated with a lobbyist’s rate
Pre-Chorus
Strings pulled soft, you don’t feel a thing
Till you dance to a tune you didn’t mean to sing
Chorus
Rich men supply the congress floor
Buy the war, buy peace, buy more
Every truth has a price tag on
Every light’s sponsored, every dark moves on
The media’s bought, your faith is sold
Your thoughts come pre-approved and cold
You don’t even know who you are anymore
Or what your soul came here for
Verse 2
Breaking news wrapped in corporate skin
Fear on repeat, let the program begin
Left versus right, keep ‘em fighting loud
While the crown gets passed to the quiet crowd
Your outrage trends, then it disappears
Replaced by ads and manufactured tears
They sell you a dream, then sell you the cure
While calling the sickness “just how things work”
Pre-Chorus
Mirrors lie when they’re factory-made
Identity’s rented, not self-created
Chorus
Rich men supply the congress floor
Buy the truth till it’s not true anymore
Every scream gets filtered down
Till silence sounds like common ground
The media’s bought, your beliefs are too
They wrote the script and handed it to you
You don’t even know who you are anymore
Or what your soul came here for
Bridge
If your voice was yours, would you recognize it?
If the noise went dead, would the fear still guide it?
Peel off the labels, the teams, the lies
There’s a pulse beneath all the branded sides
They fear the moment you finally see
You’re more than a market, more than a key
Break
Not left, not right, not red or blue
The real divide is control over you
Final Chorus
Rich men supply the congress floor
But they can’t own what you’re waking up for
Truth don’t die, it just goes quiet
Waiting on hearts willing to riot
The media’s loud, but the soul is deep
And it remembers what it came to keep
Find that spark they couldn’t afford
That’s what your soul came here for
Outro
Invoice denied.
Account closed.
Soul reclaimed.
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