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Letter 2 You

Letter 2 You Pt 2

Lyrics: 

I’m a little bit preoccupied when rights are being nullified,
By a petty little con man in a gold plated disguise.
Misogynistic, power-hungry, xenophobic nationalist,
Psychopathic, ethnocentric, tyrannizing masochist.

He’s a homophobic, transophobic zealot to the letter,
Sadistic and supremacist, convinced that might is better.
A hypocrite with terror in his every legislation,
Belligerent little autocrat, drunk on domination.

My patience has been dwindling, every day it’s growing thinner,
And every law he bends just makes the villains all the winners.
So I’m pacing and I’m planning, with my heartbeat double-kicking,
I'm thinking, I'm thinking, you need to stop your President.

Welcome the new Dark Ages, welcome to Muppetocracy,

His rhetoric’s alarmist, and his logic’s nonexistent,
His cronies trade the truth for lies with morals inconsistent.
He flatters every autocrat whose morals are deplorable.
He praises cruelty daily like it’s something that’s adorable.

He twists the law to shield himself from justice and exposure,
His hands are in the coffers while he’s stinking up composure.
Each day he plants a new decay inside the constitution,
And every breath’s a catalyst for violent retribution.

My tolerance is fractured, every headline makes it worsen,
He treats the nation’s future like the wallet of one person.
So I’m pacing and I’m scheming, with my anger double-ticking,
I'm thinking, I'm thinking, you need to stop your President.

Welcome the new Dark Ages, welcome to Muppetocracy.

I’ve rifled through the dictionary, every word I’ve underlined,
But every foul description has already been assigned.
He fits them all too perfectly, each word a true rendition,
If evil had a synonym then he's the definition.

I’ve been patient, I’ve been civil, I have tried deliberation,
I have marched, I’ve called, I’ve written, I have prayed for resignation.
I have shouted in the public square and whispered in the kitchen,
I have begged the gods of reason, but they’re tired and they’re twitching.

I’m finished with the waiting, and I’m done with playing lawful,
This tightening of freedoms is beyond the merely awful.
So I’m pacing and I’m certain, with my conscience double-kicking,
I’m thinking, I'm thinking, I'm thinking, you need to stop your President.

This message is from the rest of the world:
You need to stop your President. 
Goodbye to Muppetocracy

Muppetocracy

Original https://soundcloud.com/nova-j-49914957/chemicals 
Music and Lyrics by @nova-j-49914957
Additional sadness and lack of drums by me.
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Lyrics:

Sitting in a circle on a basement floor
Sharing bottles, chasing something we can’t name anymore
The lawyer’s still in his tie, but he’s losing his home
Dealer’s got the power now, and he won’t let it go

He looks so calm with the smoke around his head
Like he found peace, but I know his dreams are dead

And he keeps talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re saving him
But I can see the writing on the wall
It’s critical, it’s pitiful
The way we fall for chemicals

I took a ride on a ship too far from land
Bought my comfort in a hallway with a shaky hand
Flashing lights and bodies pressing, but I felt the sea
Rising in my bloodstream, dragging under me

I woke up in a cabin, faces I don’t know
The story never changes, just the cast in the show

And I keep talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re healing me
But it’s a carousel I can’t get off
It’s cynical, it’s biblical
The way I pray to chemicals

I watched a friend turn blue on a hotel floor
Two strangers stepped around and out the door
I swore I’d never be the one to meet that fate
But here I am, still bargaining with chemicals again

And we keep talking ‘bout the chemicals
Like they’re medicine, like they’re heaven-sent
But the spiral always feels unstoppable
It’s beautiful, it’s terrible
The way we worship chemicals
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Original: https://soundcloud.com/nova-j-49914957/chemicals

Chemicals (Cover) by Nova J

Context: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Girl_of_the_Uchter_Moor

Lyrics:

Walking, hands almost touching, standing, swamp frogs are singing
Dancing strange lights, we're freezing, somehow you seemed at ease. 

Will-o-wisp is coming, is it yours or mine? 
Has the end come drumming a message through time?

Sudden hands, I freeze, mouth held, please, please, please!
Pushed to the moor on knees. cold. sharp. no breath. no trees. 

Will-o-wisp is coming, is it yours or mine? 
Has the end come drumming a message through time?

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