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Sorry For The Misunderstanding, Mr. Watts. It Won't Happen Again

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Not owned by me. couldnt find this on here so i decided to upload it myself :)

For What You Have Done

Loving A Lie

This version was born out of a morning text thread just two people shaking their heads at the headlines
Perry said it best: “Wouldn’t surprise me if we wake up one day and the country’s name has changed to the United Corporations of America.”
That line lit the fuse.

Because that’s what this piece really is a wake-up call wrapped in distortion.
It’s a protest with rhythm, a sermon with feedback.
Gold-plated walls won’t muffle the sound of truth breaking through.

This track is for everyone who still believes art can punch holes in hypocrisy.
Who knows silence helps the powerful most.
Who turns the volume up when the system says “tone it down.”

And yeah, this one’s for Perry.
For the spark, the snarl, and the reminder that sometimes the only way to drown out the noise…
is to make your own.

[Intro]
Gold on the walls, truth on the floor
Build your ballroom higher 
You’re just marking your war

[Verse 1]
The marble’s cracking, the crown’s still grinning
Another empire built on spinning
Truth’s on trial, but the lies still win 
Polished brass, but it’s rust within

Raise your glass to the gilded name
Pray for mercy, play the game
Every king thinks he’s heaven-sent
Till the choir burns down his monument

[Pre-Chorus]
We see it! mirrors and smoke
We feel it!! the system’s choke
We breathe it! the Devil’s flair
This ain’t salvation it’s the Devil’s lair

[Chorus]
The Trump-it has sounded, loud and obscene
Echoes of power dressed up as dream
The walls are gold but the hearts are cold 
We’ve heard this prophecy… retold.

[Verse 2]
Spin that story, sell that sin
Paint it holy, cash it in
Faith’s for sale, truth’s on hold
Every halo’s bought and sold

Eyes wide shut, the crowd still cheers
Trading justice for their fears
Freedom fades where pride begins 
That’s how the reckoning always ends

 [Bridge]
You sold the truth for a ballroom light
Signed the deal in the dead of night
Built your throne on smoke and spin
Then called it holy called it win

The flag still waves, but who’s it for?
Freedom’s name now spelled C-O-R-P-S 
Dead or alive, it’s theirs to bless
The choir’s gone, the crowd’s asleep
But the rage still burns in the ones who keep

The Trump-it sounds we’re not asleep
Rise up, rise up dig in deep

[Final Chorus]
The Trump-it has sounded, truth’s been sold
Ego crowned in fool’s gold
You can build your heaven tall 
But pride still digs the Devil’s hall.



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