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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Soft light on the capitol stairs
Tie straight, little stain on the cufflink
Smile sharp, signing bills with a flourish
But his hands still smell like the river last spring
Lust in the linen of a backroom office
Lipstick ghost on a crystal glass
He laughs at the laws that he’s busy passing
Says, “Order in the court,” then he hides the past (yeah)
[Chorus]
Blood on the governor’s shoes
He walks like he never knew
Paper crowns, dirty hands
All that power, built on sand
We light a match to the fuse
Watch the mansion shake and move
If justice ain’t coming through
We’ll paint the truth on his suit (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Midnight, mischief in a black sedan
Hearts on his sleeve, but they’re all on camera
Campaign cash in a paper bag
He’s humming old hymns in a borrowed banda
One wrong turn in a quiet cul-de-sac
Accident, accident, that’s what he swears
But the red on the road had a wedding ring
Now it’s red on the rugs on his private stairs (ooh)
[Chorus]
Blood on the governor’s shoes
He walks like he never knew
Paper crowns, dirty hands
All that power, built on sand
We light a match to the fuse
Watch the mansion shake and move
If justice ain’t coming through
We’ll paint the truth on his suit
[Bridge]
Turn up at the gates, we’re loud
Every hush gets drowned by the crowd
“Come out, king, feel the choir you wrote”
Your name in lights on a protest poster
Lust for truth, not the lies you sell
We’re done buying your bedtime spell
You can bury one body, two
But you can’t bury all our view (no way)
[Chorus]
Blood on the governor’s shoes
He walks like he never knew
Paper crowns, dirty hands
All that power, built on sand
We light a match to the fuse
Watch the mansion shake and move
If justice ain’t coming through
We’ll carve the truth in your suit (yeah)
Blood on the governor’s shoes
And we’re coming for you
Details
GeneratedJan 17, 2026
Duration3:01
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Hybrid rap-rock banger with snarling guitars, fat swung drums, and male vocals that pivot from sly, low-slung verses to shouted, anthemic hooks. Opening riff is tight and staccato, verses ride a half-time bounce; chorus explodes with power chords, gang vocals, and overhead crashes. Second half adds distorted bass runs and call-and-response chants, ending on a held feedback note and a final dry vocal tag., rock, light
Credits
Prompt bydeathdealer
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Light, gubernatorial, lust, murder, mischief, rap, rock
