Verse 1
He walks in wearing red, white, blue like a costume
Sells a promise like a product in a showroom
Microphones turned into mirrors for his face
Every word a spark, every spark a flame
He says “trust me,” while the ground begins to shake
Throws a match, then bets on how much will break
Calls it strength when the room’s about to burn
Counts the cash while the lessons never learned
Pre-Chorus
He don’t hear the sirens, doesn’t feel the pain
Too busy buying stock in the hurricane
Chorus
He creates the chaos, watches dollars rain
Turns division into profit, anger into gain
If the house goes down, he’ll sell the bricks again
He don’t care what happens to America
As long as his name’s in gold, shining in the flames
Verse 2
Truth bends easy when it’s standing in his way
Facts get fired like employees in a day
Crowds chant loud, but the script’s already sold
Fear’s just another thing you can mine for gold
He draws the lines, then dares us all to fight
Calls it freedom when he kills the common light
While the working hands are bleeding in the dirt
He’s upstairs measuring the damage in his worth
Pre-Chorus
Flags wave high, but they’re blocking out the sky
He screams “winning” while the future’s getting priced
Chorus
He creates the chaos, watches dollars rain
Turns division into profit, anger into gain
If the house goes down, he’ll sell the bricks again
He don’t care what happens to America
As long as his name’s in gold, shining in the flames
Bridge
This ain’t left, this ain’t right
This is power feeding on the fight
Keep us yelling, keep us blind
While he signs another dotted line
Nations aren’t casinos, people aren’t his chips
But he’ll bet it all and never feel the slip
Breakdown
Who pays the cost when the curtain falls?
Not the man behind the gilded walls
It’s the towns, the trust, the time we lost
While he laughs and dodges blame
Final Chorus
He creates the chaos, calls it destiny
Sells the wreckage back as “greatness,” premium fee
If America’s sinking, he’s already free
He don’t care what happens to America
As long as he’s rich and history’s confused about the blame
Outro
When the smoke clears and the noise is gone
We’ll still be here—he’ll be moving on
Another brand, another stage, another lie
Leaving ashes where the truth used to try
Fuck you Donald Trump.
Leave democracy alone.
BURDEN
