Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 Dear Mr. President, the mirror watched you long before you ever touched the highest seat or closed a single door. It saw a man who learned to climb by splitting hearts in two— a man who found his strongest voice in wars he didn’t have to choose. Pre-Chorus Come closer—see the truth reflected, not the myth you’ve resurrected. Chorus Dear Mr. President, look here— division is the crown you wear. You crafted storms from simple rain, made enemies from those in pain. You learned to turn a fragile world into factions for your throne… Dear Mr. President— a leader stands with all, or stands alone. Verse 2 Dear Mr. President, you speak in lines that slice the room, turning neighbor against neighbor with the cadence of a tune. You use the cracks in broken hearts like kindling for your flame— forgetting every soul you burn still whispers out your name. Pre-Chorus Not judgment—just reflection calling, not hatred—just the truth un-falling. Chorus Dear Mr. President, behold— unity can’t be bought or sold. You wove your power out of fear, made comfort costly, hope unclear. You shaped a world of us and them and claimed it was your own… Dear Mr. President— a throne built on division stands alone. Bridge A leader isn’t measured by the size of those who bow, but by the ones they lift again when storms refuse to quiet down. And strength is not the louder voice— it’s the hand that bridges pain. But every time you drew your lines, you frayed the human chain. Final Chorus Dear Mr. President, the glass shows the truth you can’t surpass— a man who chose the faultlines first, who fed on fear to quench his thirst. You hold the title, wear the coat, but not the heart a leader owns… Dear Mr. President— division built your rise, but leaves you all alone. Outro And long after the power fades, the mirror remembers your ways.
Tags
Classic Country Ballad with Warm Acoustic Guitar and Heartfelt Lyrics
Duration
4:04
Instrumental
No
Created
12/8/2025